[ He imagines what it would feel like if he did test her patience, and inspire her to shatter his wrist. Would she enjoy it? Likewise, he imagines what it might feel like to have his hand around her throat. Danger is a machine, but she still feels pain, betrayal. A programming that should be logical and analytical has become distorted and compromised by misplaced desire.
An artificial creature has obtained what Kirei, true flesh and blood, can not.
Kirei watches her for a moment. Close as she is now, it is easy to bow his head and touch his lips to hers.
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An artificial creature has obtained what Kirei, true flesh and blood, can not.
Kirei watches her for a moment. Close as she is now, it is easy to bow his head and touch his lips to hers.
And there is still nothing. ]