It was during one of the breaks that he found Neolu watching over his shoulder curiously.
“What?” he asked. He was rather surprised, really. This wasn’t like in the previous restart, where the earlier simulacrums ended up secretly befriending her during their short lives. He was sure of it. So why exactly was she taking interest in him and his reading choices?
“Why are you reading dictionaries of Xlotic languages?” she asked curiously.
Oh. Right. Of course she would be interested in that. She was from Xlotic herself, after all.
He had found out a fair amount about Neolu in the previous restart, partially because Neolu herself had apparently felt the need to tell him about herself and partially because he had needed to reconstruct what his simulacrums had done by subtly questioning peop
