[Sholmes sure wrote all this as if he was writing telegrams, hah.
Once it's time to meet, it's plain to see why he insisted in meeting in person: he wouldn't have been able to record his mannerisms in video and make it effective, hah. You can be sure he would have done a million attempts before he's satisfied.
Herlock Sholmes comes in, not even bothering to knock, goes all the way to the assistant, gives a twirl of his arm pointing at Florence and just...]
Good to talk to the extraterrestial spy automaton in person!
[What's up with all these people wanting to get to know them better... Is it really that big of a deal?]
I will answer any question you have to the best of my ability, though there is some information I may not be able to divulge or may not have the answer to.
[But they can't stop him from asking him whatever he wants...]
The prerogative is yours -- but you would do well in keeping in mind the truth doesn't stay shrouded in the dark forever. There are people who exist solely to bring it to the light.
[Implying he's one of those people]
Now, how about you tell me if you were a student before becoming the instructor's assistant? Enlighten me.
It is entirely possible the data was removed, or otherwise made inaccessible.
[It's not something they've thought about, very much.]
Though I am not aware of where that information would be stored, if it was taken out. Nor am I even sure that data is stored in what you could consider my head.
If such a thing happened, could your superior have done that? I don't mean to accuse Miss Lorelei of any wrongdoing, but surely you understand how she would be the only one with the opportunity, as far as I'm aware.
[It could have been someone else, though, it's not like Lorelei is the only other person in existence.
Probably.
Still, he aims to see if he can fish for anything that could hint other people are involved, yup. Veeeeery indirectly trying to fish that]
It is possible, yes. I would obviously have no recollection of her doing such a thing, but I have not spent time with many others besides her for some time. My recent communications have only been with her and the students in this course.
[As far as they can remember!
But they're a completely unreliable narrator. Sorry, Sholmes. Seems like it's just Lorelei that they actually talk to, though.]
[Hm...well, looks like that was a bust. If there's other people, looks like Lorelei is the one who would know. Oh well.
Changing gears to a less business reason to talk to Florence, he decides to be friendly with them]
Then we should solve that issue! As you're aware, there's a pep rally this Friday. You should attend it, not as an assistant but as someone eager to see what our talented classmates will do!
Weather can be a capricious and unforgiving beast, Florence. Very capricious. One moment it can be pleasantly sunny, and the next there's fog so thick you can't see your own hand extended in front of you.
[Or maybe that's just how London weather is, who knows. He raises a finger]
It's better to have a hat ready when you don't need it than to not have one when you need it most! You making hats is a marvelous idea.
For the time being that will be all. We will talk once again at a later date, Florence.
[Maybe it will be a friendly chat, maybe it will be because he has something setting-related to ask, who knows -- but he'll come back someday, that's for sure.
Having said that, Sholmes departs to torment someone else. Bye!]
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[Sholmes sure wrote all this as if he was writing telegrams, hah.
Once it's time to meet, it's plain to see why he insisted in meeting in person: he wouldn't have been able to record his mannerisms in video and make it effective, hah. You can be sure he would have done a million attempts before he's satisfied.
Herlock Sholmes comes in, not even bothering to knock, goes all the way to the assistant, gives a twirl of his arm pointing at Florence and just...]
Good to talk to the extraterrestial spy automaton in person!
[...spouts that]
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They stare at his finger for a moment, before their gaze is drawn to his face.]
I am not a spy, Mr. Sholmes.
[Their head tilts.]
Do you have anything you wish to discuss? Any concerns for me or the Instructor?
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[Sholmes smiles]
But I also wish to get to know you better. Answering a few questions about yourself should be no issue.
[So it's both because he does have something to bring up, and because he does want to know Florence better, yup]
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I will answer any question you have to the best of my ability, though there is some information I may not be able to divulge or may not have the answer to.
[But they can't stop him from asking him whatever he wants...]
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[Implying he's one of those people]
Now, how about you tell me if you were a student before becoming the instructor's assistant? Enlighten me.
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[Not being able to tell the truth is not because they don't want to!]
I was not, as far as I am aware. There is a limit to my memories, but I do not recall any prior studies at all.
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[Saving memories in little discs and taking them away]
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[It's not something they've thought about, very much.]
Though I am not aware of where that information would be stored, if it was taken out. Nor am I even sure that data is stored in what you could consider my head.
[Maybe it's stored in their chest or something.]
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[It could have been someone else, though, it's not like Lorelei is the only other person in existence.
Probably.
Still, he aims to see if he can fish for anything that could hint other people are involved, yup. Veeeeery indirectly trying to fish that]
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[As far as they can remember!
But they're a completely unreliable narrator. Sorry, Sholmes. Seems like it's just Lorelei that they actually talk to, though.]
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Changing gears to a less business reason to talk to Florence, he decides to be friendly with them]
Then we should solve that issue! As you're aware, there's a pep rally this Friday. You should attend it, not as an assistant but as someone eager to see what our talented classmates will do!
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If there is no issue with me attending, I will be there, though I will not be able to participate in any performances myself.
[Gonna cut it off before Herlock has a chance to ask if they will... They're not sure he will, but. Still.]
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[Florence showing off sewing in the pep rally, hell yeah.
Apparently the preemptive 'I won't' didn't deter Sholmes from asking that, hah]
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[Like, they could, but…]
I could perhaps make things for those who attend, if that is an agreeable compromise.
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A most wonderful idea, dear Florence! That's an agreeable compromise.
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What have you made before? What can you look at and claim you excel at it over anything else? Go on, be arrogant and brag!
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[They do not claim to excel at these things, but they are not exactly a good judge of these things to begin with.]
I do not believe that would be appropriate for this weather.
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Weather can be a capricious and unforgiving beast, Florence. Very capricious. One moment it can be pleasantly sunny, and the next there's fog so thick you can't see your own hand extended in front of you.
[Or maybe that's just how London weather is, who knows. He raises a finger]
It's better to have a hat ready when you don't need it than to not have one when you need it most! You making hats is a marvelous idea.
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[Well, they suppose there is all that fog around the campus, so maybe Sholmes does have a point.]
In that case, I will prepare hats for the pep rally.
[Well, good thing they don't need to sleep because this might take a while...]
Is this all you wanted to know, Mr. Sholmes?
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[Maybe it will be a friendly chat, maybe it will be because he has something setting-related to ask, who knows -- but he'll come back someday, that's for sure.
Having said that, Sholmes departs to torment someone else. Bye!]