Chapter 7 - Understanding things
Billie That evening was unusually quiet and calm. Michel noticed immediately, is being affected by the fact that even the tentacles of Miss Tender seemed troubled, and his choice is to fix the floor stubbornly, without look the other way. Automation helps its owner to sit down, being careful not to even touch him, and took the dishes to the table with a precision that was not the usual, without a single word came out from his lips.
Pritch tasted its creamy mushroom carefully observing the robot, which was placed against the wall, waiting to serve the second, with glassy eyes facing the wall opposite.
thought back to the words of Tristan and what he had said to Edward when they were in the carriage. Viewed thus, no longer seemed Billie anomaly, but only a mechanical man devoid of any will or initiative, but a restless movement of a hand, a slight frowning of the beautiful mouth, or a nervous twitch that they should not be present in an android standard , reminded him as their servant was not a very common piece of tin.
Count finished his soup without taking his eyes off el'androide not never turned to face him. After dinner, Miss
Tender crawled on their tentacles and, bowing alongside Pritch, whispered - With the permission of my Lord, I retire for the night - and they nodded briefly, giving their consent. The mutant stalked sailed away, but before it came out from the living room, the count saw her wrap one of his slippery end to a leg of Billie. The android stiffened and made a disgusted face, which caused the woman to leave angry.
Michael face of the wave approach and Billie did so - took away the dishes, sir. -
- You can do it later. - The man said, holding out a hand. The other looked at her a little 'out of place, with an expression that had lost her heart to the landlord. That robot was almost more human than he - Take it, Billie. -
- I can not, sir. - He answered - I have already caused too many problems with my rebellious nature, I will not do any other act reckless, which forces her to turn them off. -
- Disable? - Michael exclaimed in disbelief, lowering his arm - Who the hell told you such a lie?! - The android
rubbed the palms in a gesture that denoted insecurity - Miss Tender ruled that the sole reason for his sudden visit to Mr. Moore, sir, could be asking him to disconnect my life once and for all circuits because it is arcistufo me and my inability as a butler. -
- It 's true, only the last part of this booming sermon. - Chuckled noble-However I have no intention to get off. -
- Tender ... But Miss - insisted the humanoid.
- Do not listen to her. - Pritch said shooting then get up, hold it for the sides and push it against the table, blocking with their arms.
- Listen ... I do not even understand what you are, if a robot or a wandering spirit, but ... well, I destabilize. -
- I, sir, dest ...? - Stammered the servant.
- That's right. - Interrupted the Count - This afternoon, Tristan, the android Moore, talked about things that are not able to understand, too ... spiritual for me. Imagine, I never even attended a seance and perhaps the only time I set foot in a church was for my baptism, but the ... m'intriga mystery that surrounds you and I do not know what to think of you. Exactly what you are, you, Billie? - The
requested, to that question, gasped like a fish out of water, but eventually relented and began with a barely audible voice - I do not know, sir, I really do not even know for sure. I was an observer and studied the world of humans. I envied them because they could live while I had been denied, although he wished with all my might. From that place without time, I admired the love between two people and I realized that no one will ever have for me. -
- You never can tell .... - Michael intervened - What but I really understand, is why I've avoided the other night, tirandoti back at the last minute - I mean - continued frowning - I've always seemed a rather expansive ... . -
The robot's eyes widened - Well ... ... here in my state is that of an observer, I could understand that humans behaved in that way to get the attention of their fellows, and I do not ... -
- E you want my attention, Bill? - Asked Pritch without much preamble, whispering those words on the neck of the other.
- Yes, my lord, but ... I do not think I know exactly what happens after ... . -
Michael smiled, charmed. His little Billie was all a big hoax. He had only pretended to have a boldness and a nerve that does not belong to him instead, as the creature close to him at that moment she was shy, scared and fragile, although it was made of iron.
- I can teach you, if you want. - Whispered the master, lost to stroke the dark hair of the automaton and breathing against his mouth. He felt bold as ever, already forgetting anomalies and disturbing thoughts. He was not surprised even the naturalness with which, in the end, he incorporeal entities agreed that business, so he was skeptical. Was almost enough time for a dinner.
- What should I do? - Wanted to know the android, peering curious Pritch and smiled again.
- You little Billie? Absolutely nothing, I think to you, do not worry ... -
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