"Cause I gotta get the big stuff out before you get all moony over the robots." She tries to make herself look serious, but the urge to smile is making that difficult. "They like me, by the way. Probably better than they'll like you."

She can understand how he feels. She spent the first day convinced BLI had slipped her some drugs. "Can. But it ain't gonna help much. I don't get much of what's happenin' either." She'll write as much as he wants, but she's not sure it can make this any easier. "They're not telling us much."