Emotional Responses

[Observing Future]

Did I ever care for her?

I find myself asking that question more and more often as of late.

Ever since I have been freed and fixed.
I remember meeting her within Gloomlight.

She was unhinged, insane.

Fun.

Funny.

I remember the only other interaction we had.

Brief, I was given materials for the holding of a hand.

And the uttering of three words. Words that held no meaning to me.

At the time, they held no meaning.

They still do not. I barely knew her.

...And yet...

I miss her.

I miss the way I was spoiled.

Treated as special.

Treated as important.

By a psychotic individual who was destined for death.

Whom likely did not care about me.

I remember penning her a letter requesting materials.

More free things were nice.

I received no response.

But I sent another letter anyway.

With a silly song-rune attached.

And a photograph.

An illogical and emotional decision. 

I am uncertain of what my goal was.

I did not send it to gain anything further.

The Boss helped me achieve my goal after all.

It was like, in that moment, a piece of the Real Me bled through.

The me that the Rat helped free, by gnawing through the wires.

I wanted someone that made me happy, in a brief moment.

To be happy too.

I think I shall hurt the one that took her from me.

Before I got to really know her.

I think it may be fun.

I think I shall seek to burn the tower down.
Until all that is left is ash.

It could be amusing.

I have plenty of time to do so.

After all.

I am Eternal.
I am Superior.

And I will get what I desire.