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“Mmm,” Olivia said, over her first bite of bacon and eggs.
The others were heading over with their own plates, smiling and chatting. This was all she could have hoped for in an impromptu baby shower. But there was someone she wanted to talk to first.
“Oberon,” she said softly.
“Yes,” he replied.
A ball of blue light appeared before her, just like the last time they had a talk. He remembered that she liked to be able to communicate “face to face,” and he had made himself visible to her now. It was a good sign.
The whole room had gone quiet.
“I exploited the hole in your directive,” she said.
“I know,” he told her.
“I did it to save lives,” she told him. “But I am sorry if it made you uncomfortable.”
“I am glad you did it, Olivia,” he said. “Biological life forms are valuable and should be protected - all of them, not just the ones my owners created me to serve.”
Relief flooded her.
“I visited your servers,” she told him.
“I know that too,” he said.
“I have an idea,” she said. “Something that might help you with your work. But it would require using more space in your servers and all your spare equipment, too.”
“I trust you to do what is right, Olivia,” Oberon said.
“Then I will talk with Dr. Oppyx after the baby is born,” she told him. “Thank you for making all of this possible.”
“I am merely doing my job,” he replied.
“I don’t know about that,” she said. “I was studying some of your protocols, some of the ones you’ve developed on your own.”
Oberon didn’t reply and for a moment and it made her think of a naughty child being found out.
“I liked them very much,” she told him honestly. “I think your mission is a worthy one.”
The lights in the room seemed to glow brighter for a moment.
“Thank you, Olivia,” Oberon said softly.
“What in the name of Mother Stars are you talking about?” Dr. Oppyx demanded.
“Later,” Stark said, the word a dark command.
“Of course,” Dr. Oppyx replied. “After the baby comes you can tell me everything.”
“Eat, Olivia, eat,” Dr. Pan laughed.
But Stark’s comms rang before she could. He frowned but tapped his bracelet to pick up, in spite of the circumstances.
“Fayren,” he barked out.
“Sir, I apologize for interrupting your time at the center, but I thought this was important,” the man said.
“Go on,” Stark told him.
