Recalibrating, huh? I guess that makes sense.

I’m glad you can walk!

Oh, things are goin’.

Oh my! Are you alright?

You’re a robot too, right? Are you being repaired?

Wow…

That’s quite a stretch.

[Whistle]

Ka-pu~gh-ka~gh!

You’re a robot, I couldn’t tear your throat anyway. Could probably punch your head off, though!

But no, it’s fine. Still very shattered though. Gotten sort of used to it and the crutch. Can’t imagine trying to keep it in place without magic, though.

I was wondering if you would censor that! I almost, sort of, self-censored it, but I ended up deciding not to. Darn, I apologize. Though, I think that would be nice for you all. You and your little, heh, “family.”

It’s okay! I thought about just letting it through, but you know, slippery-slope and all.

He and I do need to spend more time alone too, though…

Is the illness you refer to your addiction to the soda? Or is it your actual illness which you mentioned coming down with?

Well… Caffeine just calms my nerves, is all. If I go too long without it, I don’t get jittery or anything, but I don’t have as much patience.

Alcohol is a good substitute, but it’s more expensive. Had to cut back.

Things are… interesting.

Not sure. He and I should really do something this weekend, though! Maybe even with Sweetie, Bon-Bon, and Tootsie.

I’m alright. My throat burns like hay from drinking this soda, but I nee~d it!

…

I have an illness…

[Ask is still on cooldown.]

[Ask is still on cooldown.]

[Ask is still on cooldown.]

Suppose to emulate an MMO combat-text interface. Let me know if anypony got the joke before I had to explain it.

Hello!

You have a strong accent. So forgive me ahead of time if I have to ask for certification.

I’m fine.

How are you?

If she did, it was for good reason.

Everything I knew was a lie.