"You seem to like everyone here. Is there anyone you don't like?"
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"There are some that I do not enjoy spending much time with, but there are none I truly don't like." Four chuckled some.
"Well then. Who's your least favorite?"
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"Three," Four said with confidence.
"Really? He's my least favorite so far as well. Very. . . assertive."
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"Yes, he is," Four agreed. "He doesn't seem to understand how… overpowering his personality can be."
"He will learn. I think. It's sort of endearing. Mostly obnoxious. But a little bit nice."
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Four chuckled slightly.
"Well, perhaps he will, perhaps he won't."
"He will. I'm confident he will." She turned her attention to her coding for a moment then returned to Four. "Do you like cats? I mean, I know you don't have a pet, but do you like them?"
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"Cats are nice," Four said after some time of thinking. A look flashed across his face as Orion did something to the code, but nothing was said and it disappeared without a glitch.
"Hmmm." She deleted her work and then did it again, hoping to catch a glimpse of the anomaly again.
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Four made another face, like he had just sucked on a lemon. Then, it was gone. It seemed unlike the others, Four was faster at correcting himself than the code meant to do so.
"Alright. Interesting. I bet it's because you're the butler. You probably know more than most of them. Who runs this place again? Two?"
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"Twelve." Four couldn't help it.
"Right. He probably knows the most. Okay." She put another semicolon at the end of a different line.
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Four froze for a moment, then looked around.
"What are you doing?" he demanded. No glitch.
"Messing with you. Why?" She shifted in her seat.
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"Stop it. It feels… strange." Four shook his head in disgust.
"Alright, alright." She leaned back. "How many rooms are in the hotel?'
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"Thirty-seven." Four seemed to calm down then, when Orion stopped messing with the code.
"Why thirty-seven? Any particular reason? I feel like forty would be better. Or thirty-five."
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"Because, there are thirty-six of us," Four explained, "And we need an extra room for a guest."
"Huh. I didn't realize there were so many of you."
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"Mm. Most never ask." Four smiled calmly.
"Are you. . . related in any way?"
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Four was silent.
"No." Liar.
"Right. Sure. Is anyone else related to these other residents?
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"No, not that I know of." This time, it was the truth. It was only them.
"Alright. How many of them are you related to?"
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"None," Four said. "As I pointed out before, none of us are related."