“Check your pronouns, Tillie. You’re using ‘he’s. Not too long ago, all androids were ‘it’s to you.”
“Well, but Johnathan wasn’t the usual type of android.”
“Oh? How many androids do you know?”
“Well, only servants personally, but I’ve heard—”
“Sure you’ve heard. Mostly from other people who don’t know any, either. That’s how prejudices build. But that’s not really the point. We were talking about you and your love for Johnathan.”
“That’s ridiculous. I did not love him.”
“Are you sure? Be honest with yourself. He’s dead now, so it doesn’t really matter to anyone but you. You can admit it and no harm will come to you. But until you can admit it to yourself, you’re going to go around feeling miserable and not knowing why. At least give yourself a reason. Then you can mourn him properly
