A different sort of sad from its other human, Leonard. There had been a tension there, something hanging between Leonard and Bill that the Buick had been able to fix. Or at least help along. It didn't know if it had succeeded, because it had been a long time since it had seen them. It wasn't sure how long, because there weren't any windows, and no routine to give it scale.
But Montgomery Scott was sad in a lost sort of way, and the Buick didn't know how to help him. He did not need what Leonard and Bill needed. He needed someplace to go. It tried to be what it could for him, but without road, without wind, it didn't know what to do but sit and be there for him and that was something it had to do anyway. It could make sure the driver's seat recline gently when it thought Montgomery Scott was asleep, to make him more comfortable, to ensure he'd stay just a while, so neither would be alone.
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A different sort of sad from its other human, Leonard. There had been a tension there, something hanging between Leonard and Bill that the Buick had been able to fix. Or at least help along. It didn't know if it had succeeded, because it had been a long time since it had seen them. It wasn't sure how long, because there weren't any windows, and no routine to give it scale.
But Montgomery Scott was sad in a lost sort of way, and the Buick didn't know how to help him. He did not need what Leonard and Bill needed. He needed someplace to go. It tried to be what it could for him, but without road, without wind, it didn't know what to do but sit and be there for him and that was something it had to do anyway. It could make sure the driver's seat recline gently when it thought Montgomery Scott was asleep, to make him more comfortable, to ensure he'd stay just a while, so neither would be alone.