I don't really give breaks, bro. Especially not to someone who should at the bare minimum have the same skillset I had at that age. C'mon.

(Dirk's words come out a bit brisker than he means for them to, and man, this was a lot different than talking with an obvious computerized program. He sighs, rubbing at his temple.)

I'm trying to figure out if I somehow made another fuckin' splinter without even realizing it and how connected you are to my actual current psyche.

(Or if Hal was still just some object he had made and discarded. Hal's right. Touch didn't mean shit in a place like that. It wasn't a confirmation of anything.)

I would be more shocked if you didn't dream and I'd piss on my past self for being so shitty at creating an effective AI.

(He'd piss on his past self anyway, but like. Not the point.)

Man, I don't wanna know what you dream about. (Actually, wait no.)

Do you dream in image or code?

(............)

Are you really struggling with adjusting to your physical body?