[Okay, so now that Meta's had a few days to recover from the near overdose on catnip thanks to Washington, he's able to remember the important parts of his Loss, such as spending a day in CLU's superawesome room not being fed mushy catfood. On top of that, and remembering CLU's confidence from the first time they met (if one ignores the embarrassing results thanks to valentine's day candy), Meta's focus has definitely shifted for the moment from his constant, so far inability to get to Delta.]
[Without any of the AIs to direct him, nothing more than echoes in his head anymore since his trip home, he'd needed someone to give him a little bit of direction. At home that'd been easy; he could have just continued to 'help' Washington, and eventually he'd get his AI, but here ... he knew that wouldn't work.]
[But, CLU. CLU was a program. Perhaps not quite and AI but close enough that it got Meta's attention, and he was decisive.]
[There's a soft, easy grumbling as Meta opens the journal as he sets up a filter]
Filtered to CLU