Fortunately, sitting down didn't cause any problems, and there weren't many belches—only like one or two, which David noted was normal for how her body reacted to her usual breakfast foods, even without the readouts and blinking idiot light warning him of the reaction. Wonder if there's some way I can fix it so she doesn't burp as much...? I'll keep it in mind for later, once I figure out more of her systems. He decided to let the autopilot work its magic with driving her to work, and it didn't take long for her to arrive at her workplace. He then took control again, walking her into the hallway and giving a few hellos to people.
To David's surprise, though, he didn't just get audible greetings in return—a few messages were mere nods, but they were accompanied by text messages on the screen, complete with names next to them that tied them to people Laura knew! This surprised him. Did this mean they could be entered? That they could be controlled? That certainly piqued his interest.
David decided to click one of the names, and got a readout for Helen: Model W-482, including a few basic details like eye color, bust size, butt size... thankfully, it didn't go into full detail of her internal systems, like how Laura's supercomputer had screens informing him in real-time how her digestion, respiration, and otherwise was going. It did have a little chatbox, though, so David tested something by typing out "How was your morning?" and sending it.
This translated to Laura waving at Helen with a light nod, and Helen gave a chuckle in return, followed by a chat message in return: "It was nice, had the usual soothing bath before driving here." So, this meant it was possible to communicate brain-to-brain... David had always felt like Laura had some sixth sense when it came to people, was this how it manifested? Though, he hadn't seen chat messages from everyone in the office atrium, nor any guys... though that might just mean they didn't feel like responding, he didn't know for sure.
He guided Laura into the elevator, and Helen walked in to join them, pressing the button to go to their floor. And in the elevator, another chat message from her came to David in a ping, reading...
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