"He's a computer. He does what we tell him to. Didn't we, throughout our training, get all kinds of warnings not to ascribe human emotions to AIs?"
Mauro opened his mouth to protest, spread his hands, and shut his mouth again. That mantra was indeed repeated in every classroom at every available opportunity.
He shrugged, glancing at the screen flashing warnings. "Well, the base is on manual now. Better enter some parameters before it starts complaining too much."
It was meant as a lighthearted remark, but Gabriela left the room without a further word.
Mauro stared at the screen for hours. He had entered the parameters manually according to a standardised manual he kept on file, but the process needed constant checking, or at least until he was convinced it ran smoothly; there would be
