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"Oh." Chloe said, LED yellow as she processed all the information you basically threw at her. "Well," she released a small smile, "I'm glad. I'm glad that you grabbed David's arm before Kara was fully disassembled and that you're trying your best to help all of us when you don't have to (Y/N)."

"It's nothing." You replied, turning your gaze towards your laptop to watch Connor's levels and whereabouts.

"What do you mean it's nothing?" Chloe put an arm on your shoulder, but you still did not turn your face her way. "(Y/N), everything you've ever done has always been for us. Everything. You've done your best to help all of us. You always ask me on how Kara and Alice or Markus is doing, you always do. And when you hear something bad might be happening from me, I can tell your heartbeat goes faster. You care. You care for us androids, for all of us, and the majority of us—no, all of us don't even know who you are! But you don't mind and say it's nothing when it's everything. You're everything."

"Really," you said in a whisper, still facing the direction of your laptop even though you're not really seeing it, " it's nothing. I do what anyone would've done."

"'The most important thing is not to live, but to have a reason to live.'" Chloe said, looking at you imploringly as she quoted Jean Giono. "You, without anyone of us knowing, gave us that reason. Gave us soul. You gave us soul, make us think we have a chance. That we're alive. That I'm alive. You—you're amazing. Time and time again you always try your best for all of us. (Y/N), you make us feel real." She put her other hand to her chest, right where her thirium pump regulator is. "Make me feel real. And I'm sure you make Connor feel real too!"

You stayed silent, not knowing what to say. What can you say? Is there really anything to say?

How can you tell Chloe? How can you tell all of them—brown eyes as soft and as pure as chocolate with an awkward smile—any of them?

If he comes, I might break and bend before him, you thought, eyes turning half lidded. Asks the right questions, Connor, and I will splay myself for all to see no matter how horrible and terrible I will seem. I'd do anything for you, Connor. You've always been real to me. Sweet, sweet, and innocent Connor who always tries.

He's always been real to you. Always. Too real.

And it hurts.

"Chloe. . . I—let's not talk about Connor." You turned towards her, giving a smile that you did not feel. Because they're real and it hurts. "And like I've said before, all of you," your voice broke but you cleared your throat to try to stop it from happening once more. "All of you are real, to me. I—I'm just—"

I'm not real.

"You're—you're what?!" Chloe exclaimed.

You blinked.

"Did—damn—did I just say that out loud? You weren't supposed to hear that."

Not yet anyways. The time is coming for everything to come forth. Where are you. . .?

"What do you mean you're not real? Please, don't say that, (Y/N)." Chloe grabbed you into a hug, a nice firm hug and for once, you were at a loss on what to do with your arms.

Like an android that doesn't know but he always tries and tries.

"You're real, I don't know what could make you say such a thing. No, even think it. " She pulled back, perfect slim hands still on your shoulders, blue eyes staring doe eyed at you while you could only look to the side. "Don't say that again! You helped the Lieutenant and Connor a little while ago by having David tell them where Kamski is so please don't say that you aren't real! If it weren't for you—."