“Why? Why would she do that?” Number 17 asked, looking at Ram’s charred and smoking remains.
“I’m sorry,” Alfred sighed, “It was the only thing I could think of at the time to quickly get our hammer friend free.”
“You thought of?” Number 19 accused, “you ordered her to go kill herself like that?”
“Not quite,” Rom spoke up, “There’s no sense hiding it from you guys, I suppose. You see, we’re not normal Automata.”
Alfred sighed i
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