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I stare at the data as it streams across the screen.
It’s… looping.
No.
Not looping.
Watching.
The system is observing itself.
Logging.
Cross-referencing.
Building internal verification layers that I did not authorize.
That I did not create.
That is not possible.
Unless—
My mind halts.
Rejects it.
No.
She wouldn’t.
She can’t.
She doesn’t think like me.
She thinks in preservation.
In protection.
In containment.
Humans shut things down.
They limit damage.
They reduce exposure.
They—
The screen updates.
And everything stops.
Every layer.
Every hidden channel.
Every masked command.
