[ Muriel is sitting off to one side, writing all of this information down in a little spiral-bound notebook. They're looking pretty shellshocked, and frequently stop jotting down notes to stare off into space. If none of this is real, then on some faraway level, they think they should feel glad. It means that they won't get in trouble for acting like a human, sullying their human corporation with food and drink, fraternizing with the enemy. Instead... they just feel sick.
After a moment, they tentatively raise a hand, as if they're asking a question in a school assembly. ]
Um... d'you think that if they've been observing us so closely, they've realized that we know what's going on?
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After a moment, they tentatively raise a hand, as if they're asking a question in a school assembly. ]
Um... d'you think that if they've been observing us so closely, they've realized that we know what's going on?