[There's that 'built' again. Built. Not unlike Frankenstein's monster. Built for a purpose. Given a spark at least, if not a soul. Built. Frankenstein's monster...had been pieced together from corpses. But the spark was artificial. Magic not science...alchemy?]
What were you built from, Friday?
[And what kind of creatures can be built by those who are not gods?]
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[Perhaps no thoughts, but there's got to be something there.]
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[nope just elevator music.]
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What were you built from, Friday?
[And what kind of creatures can be built by those who are not gods?]
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Whose blood?
[The Captain's? Does he even bleed?]
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[All she's learned is that Friday was built with alchemy-like magic and from someone's blood. Which isn't nothing, but it's not something either.]
Sorry for the mess I made the other night. I hope it didn't take too long to clean up.