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Well...

[ She looks uncertain, but then spots a tuna sandwich on the menu, and brightens immediately. It's not exactly wild, but who can begrudge her some tuna? ]

I guess I could go for a snack.

[ The waitress takes their orders cheerfully: muffin, sandwich, pot of tea -- and retreats, leaving them alone. Blake scoots her chair closer to the brazier, sighing at the wave of warmth, and props her elbows on the table. ]

So...what's our depressing topic for today?

[Elphelt's shoulders slump and she pouts. A part of her was hopping Blake would forget and she could pretend to forget herself and they could just eat snacks and have tea. But she sighs and sits back upright.]

...Well. If I hadn't made it clear before, I'm not human, but, um. You could say I'm not a person at all.

[A pause.]

I doubt it would come up, but don't tell Penny I said that. I don't want to put bad thoughts in her head.

I don't really know what you mean by that! I mean, you seem like a person to me. Just like Penny. She's a person too.

[ It's -- a little uncomfortable, hearing Elphelt speak about herself like that. She tries to keep her face neutral, not wanting to make it even more awkward to talk about what's obviously already a difficult topic. ]

She is! I am, too. That's what I want to believe, anyway. Whether or not that's the truth is another thing entirely.

[Elphelt taps a finger on the table as she thinks. Her situation is more difficult to explain than Penny's. It would be so much easier if she could just say she were a robot made to fight monsters.]

...Do you remember that story I told you? About the God of Destruction, how she fought humanity but was defeated?

[ She has to think for a second, but then she recalls the night they met, in the library. ]

Yeah, I think so. The story from your world? The God was defeated, and her daughter fell in love with her enemy. Am I remembering right?

Yup, that's right! Justice, the God of Destruction, was defeated after one hundred years.

[At least knowing Blake hadn't been totally turning her out during their first meeting is a comfort. Maybe she made up for that poor first impression after all.]

That was me. Or...my original? If you artificially make a copy of a god, does it count as reincarnation? Or am I a clone? Or...maybe you could consider her my other mother rather than my original, seeing as she provided the material for me to be born?

[Elphelt slaps her hands against her temples, holding her head as she groans. She has enough identity issues without trying to explain where she came from.]

Do you see now? This is why I don't like thinking about this. It's so complicated! Why couldn't I just be a normal, mortal, squishy girl?

Ummm....I don't know! [ It is complicated. :( ]

I've never...ugh, I feel so unhelpful. I've never heard of anything like this happening, so I don't even know how to begin to think about it.

[ Maybe the Maidens and their power, from what Ozpin's said about them. But that's more a case of...inheritance, not reincarnation or cloning. Empatheias has done a great deal to expand her credulity about what's possible in the world, though. ]

Did you know her? Justice, I mean. [ At least they can start there. ]

[Elphelt shakes her head.]

Goodness, no. Although it feels like I have, if that makes any sense at all. She was destroyed almost a whole ten years ago and I'm not even a year old yet.

[The moment she says that, she frowns. The whole thing with being so young and the inexperience that comes with it is something she kind of wanted to keep to herself for a while longer, but she shrugs it off.]

Which is for the best. I chose to fight for humanity, so I'm automatically her enemy. It's terrible, though. No matter what terrible things some people have done, there is no way killing them is the answer. What good does hurting people do?

[Their order arrives and Elphelt squeaks in surprise, hoping their waitress didn't overhear the, you know, kill all humans thing. She frowns, staring at her muffin.]

[ Blake pours for them both from the teapot, taking a cup between her hands and inhaling the warm curl of scented steam before answering. She hesitates, occasionally, trying to find the right way to phrase her thoughts, but her words emerge with conviction. ]

I feel the same way. I mean, I don't understand a lot of what you're going through. Or any of it, really. But I betrayed a mentor of mine to fight for...for all people, not just humans or people like me, but for everyone, for peace. And it was really hard, but it was a choice. It sounds to me like you made one too. So...all that stuff about programming, or being emotionless...I don't think that's who you are.

[ Though, if Elphelt's only a year old, it's no wonder she's confused. Blake's been thinking about this stuff for, like, pretty much her whole life, and she still has no fucking clue. ]

...Really? It's hard to tell, especially now. But...thank you.

[Elphelt beams. She may be overwhelmed with existential angst, but Blake's encouragement is enough to lift her spirits. If someone else is convinced she is a person then she has to keep her hopes up. She cuts her muffin in half and takes her cup.]

I...um, I may understand what you feel like. Mother created me only because she hates humans so, but I've betrayed her. It's hard to fight someone you love because you believe they're wrong.

[Elphelt takes a sip of her tea...and winces. It is bitter, but that may be because she has the pallet of a child. She refuses to even consider asking for sugar, though.]

Yeah. It's really difficult. [ Her spirits drop a little at the thought of Adam, but this tuna sandwich is delicious, which helps. ]

But the guy I betrayed was someone I grew up around. We knew each other for years. You said you never met your...Mother. So how do you even feel like you know her? I mean, how can you love her, or owe her anything?

[She shakes her head.]

Justice is...Well, Mother is someone else. Mother used Justice’s spirit to make us, so I can understand her, if only a tiny bit. I thinks Justice was afraid of humans, while Mother on the other hand...well, you know that feeling you get when you see a big, gross bug in your kitchen? Humans are the bugs. Yeah. I think that’s how she feels.

[She shakes her head again.]

For Mother, her daughters are tools programmed to love her and carry out her missions without question, which is why I’m having trouble knowing if anything I do is because I want to or because I’m following my programming.

Well...but...

[ This is kind of making her head hurt, but she perseveres. ]

If she hated humans that much...well, you don't! I've seen you. You like humans, you like learning from others and doing...like...normal human things? Like reading books! Or sharing food. Or friends, or having tea together, like this. [ Blake's not so hot at the human stuff either, to be honest. ] Isn't that proof enough that you're different from her? That you have a mind of your own?

That’s sweet of you to say, but I’ve already done things thinking I was doing them because I wanted to, but learned it was exactly what Mother expected of me. I even tried to hurt people because my programming got the better of me. That’s why I’m not sure of myself.

[ She puts the cup down. She frowns and her shoulders sag. ]

Like right now. Am I having tea with you because you’re a kind, charming person who I’d like to be friends with? Or am I learning about you because you’re likely to get in the way if I were to try to hurt hu—um, people?

Oh. That sucks.

[ She takes another bite of her sandwich while she thinks about that one. ]

When you say hurt people...what kind of hurt do you mean?

[Elphelt furrows her brow and closes her eyes as the recites something.]

'Elphelt Valentine. Exterminate all redundancies. Without exception.'

[Elphelt takes a moment to eat half of one of her muffin slices in one bite and swallows.]

I will kill every last person in the world. I'll be the only one left. That's the only reason I was created.

[Hence 'monster'.]

...I'm lonely enough. I don't want to be the only one in the whole world.

[ Well, that's dramatic. ]

That's kind of dramatic. [ Coming from Blake Belladonna, that means something. She furrows her brow. ] Unless you can, like, blow up an entire planet in an instant, I'm sure there are people who would stop you along the way! I mean, who could talk you down, or remind you who you were, or something.

That's happened once already, thankfully. So I know it's possible. Before I came here, though, Mother kidnapped me to complete me. I don't know if it'll be possible then. But my sister promised to save me. Our friends are helping, too.

[Her shoulders slump.]

That's why I don't want to go home. It may be strange being the only one of my kind here, but I want to stay here to avoid...everything.

It sounds like there are people looking out for you. [ She remembers the conversation they had, about friends. About accepting help. It's more poignant now. ]

I was upset about being here at first, but I think I'm starting to get what you mean. I'm the only one of my kind here too. I mean, there are other people who look like me, but they're not from my world and they don't have the same experiences. It's nice to be able to be away from all that...but at the same time I feel like I'm avoiding the things I have to deal with.

Maybe. But the things you need to deal with will be there when you get back. In the meantime, you can tell me about your problems.

[Elphelt takes another sip of her tea.]

Also? Being one-of-a-kind here, is...lonely in a lot of ways, but remember you're not alone, okay?

[There is nothing Elphelt loathes more than loneliness, so the thought Blake may be feeling something similar to herself is upsetting. They may be very different, but Elphelt at least feels some similarities.

She takes half of the remainder of her muffin and holds it out to Blake across the table.]

Here! You may have important things to do, but enjoying herself when you can isn't going to make those things worse.

Oh...

[ She accepts the muffin half, then after a moments pause offers Elphelt half of her tuna sandwich. ]

Fair's fair.

[ She hasn't had all her questions answered yet, though. ]

The things you were talking about. Exterminating people, and stuff. Do you think that could happen here, or only in your world?

[Elphelt thinks to insist Blake doesn't need to trade anything, but keeps that to herself. If Blake wants to share, then that's fine. Sharing food makes it more fun. Plus, the idea Blake felt obligated is kind of cute.]

Yeah. Mother isn't here to complete me, but so long as I'm here, I'm a danger to the people around me. It's only a feeling in my gut, but I am sure it's possible something may set off my latent programming.

[She stares at the tuna sandwich with her brow furrowed intently.]

I'm going to do my best to not let anything bad happen, even if I don't know how to accomplish that.

I don't either, but...

[ She scoops up a fallen bit of tuna with her finger and eats it. Her next words are tentative. Even though she's been trying to rethink how she relates to people, lately, making anything that might be construed as a promise still feels tremendously risky. ]

If that ever happens, and there's any way I can help...I want to be around. Whatever it takes to stop you from becoming this, this thing you don't wanna be. [ And there's a somber note in her voice there. ]

[Elphelt stares at Blake for a long moment in silence. She looks away and furrows her brow, thinking. She looks back to Blake, tilting her head, clearly confused.]

I don't understand. Why do you want to help? You're not likely to get anything from it, except a headache.

[ Blake looks back at her. Her own expression is no less bewildered. ]

I guess...I don't really know. But I've had people help me when I needed it. Even when I didn't ask for it. So I know how much it means, and...

[ She shrugs. ]

My team -- [ and even after having been in Empatheias a while, it still makes her heart jump in a certain way, when she says that ] -- me and Weiss and Ruby and Yang, we try to protect people. That's what we were training for, in school. So, if anything bad really happened...we'd probably get tangled up in it anyway.

[ It's not the most articulate profession of friendship, but it's sincere enough. ]

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