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The gloom grows as she stands and walks to the window.
>My children help but are feared. Your metal beings make them fear in different way. Something follows them.
She turns back and springs to life.
>talk of good things!
She spends the next few minutes chatting about things she's found in the woods, new flowers she's designed, and other small talk.
>And my voice, she is good? She stayed in void, so is learning?