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who ; Sarah, John, T-800, and an uninvited guest
what ; Mommy's home, John, and she's got something to tell you.
where ; The Connor safehouse
when ; Immediately following this log
warning(s) ; This isn't gonna be pretty.
It was creepy, Sarah would be the first to admit that. The Terminator said nothing on the journey back to the safehouse, exhibited no curiosity in its surroundings beyond a singular, mechanical vigilance. Fulfilling its mission. Making sure she was safe.
The reprogrammed T-800 had never exactly bubbled over with personality, but this...this was something else. Any trace of her companion of the last six months was gone, and the hulking figure beside her now reminded her of nothing so much as the machine that had tried to kill her ten years earlier.
She couldn't quite look at it.
what ; Mommy's home, John, and she's got something to tell you.
where ; The Connor safehouse
when ; Immediately following this log
warning(s) ; This isn't gonna be pretty.
It was creepy, Sarah would be the first to admit that. The Terminator said nothing on the journey back to the safehouse, exhibited no curiosity in its surroundings beyond a singular, mechanical vigilance. Fulfilling its mission. Making sure she was safe.
The reprogrammed T-800 had never exactly bubbled over with personality, but this...this was something else. Any trace of her companion of the last six months was gone, and the hulking figure beside her now reminded her of nothing so much as the machine that had tried to kill her ten years earlier.
She couldn't quite look at it.