Zee and Alcide are definitely of a same mind on that. He'd love to stick it to the man, or computer as it were, in any way he can for what it's done to the both of them - or better yet, what it's taken from them. She's also absolutely correct in her assumptions about Alcide. He only uses his size to his advantage if there's a good reason to do so. While he can be downright intimidating if just for his usual broody resting face coupled with his size, he's a big ol' softy once anyone gets to know him.
"Pretty sure there's nothin' about tonight that's a loss. Except maybe that it's benefiting the Computer." Cause he's still not sure that this shindig is entirely on the up and up. He'll probably never trust the Computer. "Here with a pretty girl. There's alcohol and food. Not bein' auctioned off like a slab of meat. I'm good. Although I think I'm about to loosen this tie and take the jacket off." He's had enough to drink that he's perfectly warm. Usually Alcide runs very hot to the touch, it's a wolf thing. He hasn't had that problem since arriving here. This time, he's going to try to keep his clothes on for the most part. Losing the jacket and tie, not so scandalous.
They dance pretty well together if he were to be the judge, the both of them just having fun together. Her question leaves him wondering, of course. "We can hope." Although maybe not something you have to get this dressed up for. "Maybe they'll they'll let us start wearin' real clothes minus the fancy." That would make Alcide happy. At the same time, he bristles at the idea of having to be 'allowed' such simple things. Feels like a prison, and maybe tonight makes that even more apparent... their lack of basic freedoms.
"If they don't, we'll know for sure that all their propaganda is bullshit." Maybe he shouldn't curse, but... well, he's Alcide. And truthfully, he kind of expects it is bullshit. The Computer doesn't even know what happiness is, not real happiness. A computer can't feel. Can it?
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"Pretty sure there's nothin' about tonight that's a loss. Except maybe that it's benefiting the Computer." Cause he's still not sure that this shindig is entirely on the up and up. He'll probably never trust the Computer. "Here with a pretty girl. There's alcohol and food. Not bein' auctioned off like a slab of meat. I'm good. Although I think I'm about to loosen this tie and take the jacket off." He's had enough to drink that he's perfectly warm. Usually Alcide runs very hot to the touch, it's a wolf thing. He hasn't had that problem since arriving here. This time, he's going to try to keep his clothes on for the most part. Losing the jacket and tie, not so scandalous.
They dance pretty well together if he were to be the judge, the both of them just having fun together. Her question leaves him wondering, of course. "We can hope." Although maybe not something you have to get this dressed up for. "Maybe they'll they'll let us start wearin' real clothes minus the fancy." That would make Alcide happy. At the same time, he bristles at the idea of having to be 'allowed' such simple things. Feels like a prison, and maybe tonight makes that even more apparent... their lack of basic freedoms.
"If they don't, we'll know for sure that all their propaganda is bullshit." Maybe he shouldn't curse, but... well, he's Alcide. And truthfully, he kind of expects it is bullshit. The Computer doesn't even know what happiness is, not real happiness. A computer can't feel. Can it?