The walk down the hallways felt longer than it should. Ambrose kept replaying everything that had happened within the past few minutes.
From Devon's call. To his decision not to answer. Then… whatever the heck was about to happen at the restroom. What was that anyway?
A kiss? Had he really been about to kiss Viktor Morozov?
Worst of all was the system screen flashing in front of him as he rubbed the back of his neck, which was still sore from the grey desert quest.
[Viktor's Attraction Points: 52.]
Fifty-two.
Just that brief interaction had shot it up so much?
"He's not getting shit from me," Ambrose muttered to himself when he finally got in front of his door. "I know what he wants and I'm not about to lessen myself to partake in it."
[You mean sex?]
His fist shrivelled away from the door. 'How can you be so lewd as an AI?'
[It's not lewdness. It's realism.] Aura was unbothered as always. [You established a permanent link with the man. One that he isn't aware of.]
'And?'
