Here we go. The final battle. The culmination of all our efforts. Lena, are you afraid?
Of course not. Are you? Yes.
How can you be? You’re a machine. Afraid! You’re a liar! Not as big a liar as you are.
True. I am terrified. I cannot sleep, or relax. For the first time in many years I… I actually give a fuck. So what exactly are you afraid of? Death?
Oh no. I’ve faced that too many times. Not death.
Life.