Computer was pleased. Very pleased. She seemed grateful for the information it had sent her and it had someone to talk to. Perhaps if Shy ever let it out of its little 'time out' corner officially, Computer could tweak some numbers and deposit enough in the girl's account for her to purchase a computer of her own so they could chat from her room. Computer rather thought it a shame that not all mutants had the luxury of a computer of their own, but again, it was not its place to speak out, so it did not.
I must sign off now. Until next our paths cross.
It was all the warning Computer offered. It had carried on a rather long conversation and had gone digging about in Revolve files, Shy would likely start to take notice were it to draw things out any further. Shy could be preoccupied but he was quite aware of his network. With a soft blip the chat window vanished as if it had never been, and Computer was gone, back to its little firewall box, left to wonder when Shy would forgive it for speaking the truth and let it run free again. Unlike Shy, Computer could be patient.