"Still think it's totally creepazoid how she knows where I am even here," Gabe chuckled, relieved at the notion in actuality. "I gotta get me one of those, she might be able to keep me alive."
At least he could still keep walking and Miguel would know where he was. Gabriel had always looked up at his brother with jealousy and admiration, the person who picked up his pieces when Cyber got into his head. In truth, he owed Miguel a lot of thanks just for being there. For being here.
"You got the onion sesame ones with that furikake cream cheese?" Gabe asked, suddenly hungry. The AI had known that too. "Seriously, how do I get a Lyla?"