Moving back into their own workshop--Jarvis secure in a prototypical computer of his own creation--had been a bit unnerving at first. Locking up had gotten to be more of a process. Sleeping in his own bed had been a bit difficult.
But the world's settling now. The computer is building up into something really quite comfortable for Jarvis' programming to stretch in. A new body is being fabricated with infinite care.
And today, he's got a proper sort of glint in his eyes for the first time since they moved back. He's humming absently as he boots the computer up properly. "Morning, dearheart."
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But the world's settling now. The computer is building up into something really quite comfortable for Jarvis' programming to stretch in. A new body is being fabricated with infinite care.
And today, he's got a proper sort of glint in his eyes for the first time since they moved back. He's humming absently as he boots the computer up properly. "Morning, dearheart."