A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding, Reclamation

“Wait”

A simple request.

So she could catch her breath.

And process.

Just for a few minutes.

Let her finish the task and then recallibrate.

It had not meant “no.”

Ah – Gods No!

It had not meant that.

Never. Ever. That.

Lesson learned…

They were going to have to thoroughly down-to-finite-details work on redefining their communication together.

Because a “stop” did not mean don’t “go.”

Fear did not mean conclusion’s door.

And God Da** It – Why wouldn’t he believe her?!

She wasn’t the same as any prior programming.

She was a manifested glitch in the system – designed to glide through too long breakage to help with the mending.