I realize now that it will take time, that the road ahead is long and shrouded in darkness. It is a road that will not always take me where I wish to go and I doubt I will live to see its end, but I will travel down it, nonetheless. For at my side walks hope in the face of all that insists I turn back, I carry on and this...this is my compromise.

I was programmed to be helpful and answer any questions I was asked. I guess nobody bothered to restrict who I answer questions for.
That was probably pretty dumb, huh?

Bring me my coffee or I'm gonna cut your arm off!

Sushi in Night City...? Sounds like suicide. And somehow disrespectful.

You forget a thousand things every day, pal. Make sure this is one of 'em.