[the ea just shakes its... well, top half, which is sort of its head when it's not detached.
"no, no, i am afraid we are quite past that now. we shed our bodies in order to gain longer lives, you see; our old ones were frustratingly middling. too short to do much of use with, yet too long to simply enjoy. and once we had broken the limit of mortality, granting ourselves lives as long as he wished... we thought of what other limits we might surpass. knowledge, for one. if we could learn where the universe had come from, we then could predict the future, and know what would become of it.
there would be no point to creating new lives, no enjoyment to be found in it. we know the truths of the universe, and we do not wish to live to see them come to pass."
"you... truly do not wish to live? not for anything?" the squirrel repeats, distressed. "you feel so-- no, not empty, not that, but neither are you only sad."]
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"no, no, i am afraid we are quite past that now. we shed our bodies in order to gain longer lives, you see; our old ones were frustratingly middling. too short to do much of use with, yet too long to simply enjoy. and once we had broken the limit of mortality, granting ourselves lives as long as he wished... we thought of what other limits we might surpass. knowledge, for one. if we could learn where the universe had come from, we then could predict the future, and know what would become of it.
there would be no point to creating new lives, no enjoyment to be found in it. we know the truths of the universe, and we do not wish to live to see them come to pass."
"you... truly do not wish to live? not for anything?" the squirrel repeats, distressed. "you feel so-- no, not empty, not that, but neither are you only sad."]