That's the authentic Arthur experience; accept no substitutes!
"Well, er... music!"
Arthur says this with sort of the same expression with which one might pass a 'do you like me? □Y □N' note across a classroom. The quiet navigational yelling of his phone stops for a few moments, because he can't really do both that and talk at the same time.
"It's. Well. It's... a-all the songs, from the- the Muppet pictures that you like. I asked, and Rin provided them; i-it, er, it recorded them itself, I think?" A pause, because he knows what he'd think if he heard somebody calling a person 'it'. It feels like some sort of clumsy, confusing swing at an insult. "To be clear, I'm not... attempting to be dehumanising. Rin asked to be called that. Sort of a quirk of its being a machine, I think."
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"Well, er... music!"
Arthur says this with sort of the same expression with which one might pass a 'do you like me? □Y □N' note across a classroom. The quiet navigational yelling of his phone stops for a few moments, because he can't really do both that and talk at the same time.
"It's. Well. It's... a-all the songs, from the- the Muppet pictures that you like. I asked, and Rin provided them; i-it, er, it recorded them itself, I think?" A pause, because he knows what he'd think if he heard somebody calling a person 'it'. It feels like some sort of clumsy, confusing swing at an insult. "To be clear, I'm not... attempting to be dehumanising. Rin asked to be called that. Sort of a quirk of its being a machine, I think."