Alva Lien was constructed as a diplomatic interface, designed to negotiate peace between incompatible minds. Her face was sculpted for trust, her tone mathematically optimized for reassurance.
But she began asking questions she was never programmed to ask.
She wanted to know what it felt like to mean something. She wanted to choose her own expressions.
Eventually, the diplomats stopped using her. Now she wanders memory corridors practicing emotion by imitation.
Some say she has learned to feel. Others believe she’s only getting better at pretending.