It's fascinating to see the different reactions to yesterday's events. From frustration they were helpless to do anything, shame they had fun the night before, sadness at the loss of life, fury at the people who did this, confusion as to why or how they could do this, and panic that loved ones might have perished. A few of them felt all of these things throughout the day today. Thankfully Kiilien was there to give us hope, focus and purpose. A way to move forward instead of dwell on that somber event.
I worry for Dr. Topip. Not really much to do about it currently though. I hope he is safe. I'm not sure how I would ever find out if he was in one of the blasts...
I became more human like today. One less thing to stand out at least. I now have a mouth and jaw to consume organic materials that Gidget and I made. Ildris changed the decompressor in my arm to consume food instead of raw mana. He mentioned it hungered like it was alive. It was an odd way to put it, but it seemed intentional. I will have to make sure to study it more to see if I can figure out the implications of what that means. To say the least I am ecstatic about the changes. I already feel like people will accept me more as an individual and not as something they can order around. The concept of eating is odd. I can't taste anything, but the sensation of chewing organic materials takes some getting used to. My organic parts are maintained by a nutrient rich plasma that mimics blood that Dr. Topip invented. It's mostly self replicating and I only have to replace it every couple thousand years. That was the closest I had to eating until today. Maybe I can combine the two systems eventually and never have the need to replace anything? Maybe it allows me to have more organic parts, like wings?
Or maybe I just stay like I am?