He nods, thoughtfully. Yeah, she can't really do that here. At least not at her age and education level, not for the public at large, anyway. "Well, eventually the other shoe has to drop and the shit is going to hit the fan here," he replies matter-of-factly. "So maybe you can't do what you did at home for the public here, but the Displaced Supers that fight the good fight to put things right again might need you, so don't count yourself out completely, yet."
Maybe he isn't being fair by suggesting that nobody cared about them. Pogo probably did. Pogo's a bit much to try to explain, though. Number Five knows that some of them — mostly Diego, he suspects — like to think that Mom had enough feelings programmed into her to actually care about them, but an algorithm isn't an emotion. Grace functioned the way she functioned because that's literally what she was built to do and it might've been nice to have her tuck them in at night, give them kisses, and say she loved them, Five never really thought she had the capacity to actually feel it.
He means to point out to Prim that she just said she cares about hi, so technically he does have someone who cares, now. Though, when Prim finishes up, he nearly chokes on the food he's just shoveled into his mouth when she surprises a laugh out of him. Chewing quickly and swallowing, Number Five grins a little at her.
"Yeah, he was a miserable son of a bitch," he agrees. "And he died alone, like he deserved to, so...karma, I guess." He gives her leg a soft little kick under the table and shrugs. "It is what is. When I was thirteen, I wanted to try jumping through time instead of just through space and he wouldn't let me. He kept saying I wasn't ready but never did anything to help me get ready. So I got mad and did it anyway...and spent the next 45 years in the ruin that was left from the apocalypse alone. So, I only had to put up with him for thirteen years. I got off easier than the rest of them."
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Maybe he isn't being fair by suggesting that nobody cared about them. Pogo probably did. Pogo's a bit much to try to explain, though. Number Five knows that some of them — mostly Diego, he suspects — like to think that Mom had enough feelings programmed into her to actually care about them, but an algorithm isn't an emotion. Grace functioned the way she functioned because that's literally what she was built to do and it might've been nice to have her tuck them in at night, give them kisses, and say she loved them, Five never really thought she had the capacity to actually feel it.
He means to point out to Prim that she just said she cares about hi, so technically he does have someone who cares, now. Though, when Prim finishes up, he nearly chokes on the food he's just shoveled into his mouth when she surprises a laugh out of him. Chewing quickly and swallowing, Number Five grins a little at her.
"Yeah, he was a miserable son of a bitch," he agrees. "And he died alone, like he deserved to, so...karma, I guess." He gives her leg a soft little kick under the table and shrugs. "It is what is. When I was thirteen, I wanted to try jumping through time instead of just through space and he wouldn't let me. He kept saying I wasn't ready but never did anything to help me get ready. So I got mad and did it anyway...and spent the next 45 years in the ruin that was left from the apocalypse alone. So, I only had to put up with him for thirteen years. I got off easier than the rest of them."