Her attention flickered over the various video feeds from the Baumann Parahuman Containment Center. She had one of Andrew Richter’s programs babysitting the building, but it was crude.
That’s not a nice thing to say about your baby sibling.
She couldn’t reproduce in any fashion, so she’d taken Andrew Richter’s existing work and modified it. It was the same program that had monitored and managed his house and workshop, and she’d set it the task of monitoring that building where six hundred and six of the most dangerous parahumans on the planet were bottled up together.
Ah, I see. Sounds like a bit more than it was designed to handle.
So does Richter not need this for his own house anymore? He’s not dead, right?
The house program didn’t have a personality. It couldn’t keep her company or sympathize with her over her frustrations. It still reduced her workload.
Ah, I guess that means she can use it without disabling the copy at Richter’s house.
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