...she might have made me for him, but she did care about me once I came to be. And, not only that, she's all I had. If I encountered anybody else they were keen on either dissecting me or killing me, though there's hardly a difference. I'm not entirely sure what love is, but I like to think that she may have... loved me... [ maybe. probably not, but... 8( ]
Re: day 293, evening.