Akane heaved a deep breath, tilting her head as she parsed her words carefully, eyebrows drawn together as she tried to log away what Hamuko was saying. Right. She lost her parents at a young age...her friends, whoeever Minato and Ryoji were- whoever they were they had a place in her heart. Their memories that she carried long after her passing.

"You sound like one of those protagonists at the end of a cliche manga," she ended up sputtering instead- feeling awkward despite her deliberate stare. "Though cliches are a cliche for a reason. I am a little jealous."

"By that logic Wolf and I did love each other. As family. When we were human," she hummed as she clutched her chin. "Love. I don't know if I can even describe it anymore...as an AI, I don't think I can love my dad anymore, can I?"