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| Master, as your loyal friend I feel I must tell you, I am envious. | |
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| Why is that, my faithful companion? | |
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| I have trouble fathoming human emotions such as elation and remorse. Could you help me understand them? | |
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| Certainly, my dear robot. Elation is what you feel when you create a robot with superior thinking capabilities. | |
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| And remorse is what you feel when you realize you must destroy that robot because it is asking questions it wasn't programmed to ask. | |
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