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JOON WALKED AS quietly as he could into Ada’s hospital room. He had no idea if someone as odd as her liked flowers, but he’d brought some anyway. It was the least he could do to say thanks for saving his avatar. His life. He adjusted his germ filter. God he hated hospitals. There could be bacteria on every surface for all he knew. Superbugs evolved to resist antiseptic and antibiotics. He preferred the certainty of the digital world in that respect. You couldn’t catch physical viruses there, just memetic ones.
Joon noticed some flowers were already on the bedside table. The note was signed by Cline. He seemed to know Ada, and to like her. It made Joon feel like he was right in getting her flowers too.
Ada was asleep. Without that constant crease between her eyes like she was thinking
