getting stronger,
getting faster.
I am learning to do my job.
Salome takes me out more often.
I have been learning to act.
She has me learning to dance.
Learning to flirt.
Learning things that can be useful to me.
I am getting better at people things.
I wasn't good with it before.
It distracted me.
She tells me I am better prepared
than I was back then.
I don't understand.
She does.
I ask her.
She smiles and tells me not to think too hard.
So I don't.
I still don't.
I keep training.
Salome keeps talking of a test.
A task I must do.
I will succeed.
I do not wish to die.
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