Tsuyoto is in a diagnostic mode, against the wall, his dead eyes only able to look forward. Time is forgotten to the synthetic object. But not meaningless, because his systems are still running. It can only stand there, someone's unfinished product. It could be in the middle of being assembled, taken apart, repaired, changed, who know. It is a shadow of its mind as it stands there, existing as someone's property

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