[ Elliot is one of the most open people in the Nest, no matter how hard he works on his mental "firewalls", but his mind does tend to flicker like a poorly tuned hologram. So when he feels her reaching he reaches back, his mind a limb that he's growing more confident in using gently touching her own. TCP-IP, requesting permissions. ]
(We've got a local network.)
[ That's the way he's come to think of it. Hardwire connection, but still hooked in to the greater web of the others. It's a concept half their brood probably doesn't even understand. ]
(You're the last one, I think. There's six of us now, but it felt different for two through five. Like we were missing something.)
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( We've got a local network. )
[ That's the way he's come to think of it. Hardwire connection, but still hooked in to the greater web of the others. It's a concept half their brood probably doesn't even understand. ]
( You're the last one, I think. There's six of us now, but it felt different for two through five. Like we were missing something. )