without armor. (Normal = neutral expression concealing existential

When a human asks you how you are, the polite response is to tell them you are ‘fine’. That way you do not take away from any of their precious time talking about themselves. But on this Thursday I did not tell Dr Glundenstein I was fine. I told him about the decaying number in my Number Cloud that represented a decaying number of decaying teeth.

“Hello?” M-Bot said. “Spensa? Are you dead?” “Maybe.” “Oooh. Like the cat!” “…What?” “I’m not sure, honestly,” M-Bot said. “But logically, if you’re speaking to me then possibility has collapsed in our favor. Hurray!”