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[joidevivre]

[a sweetly accented voice says] Hello, this is Joi. Please leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Thank you!

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[joidevivre]

[she's all too aware that what she's proposing is unlikely, even though in her opinion it was the height of cruelty to bring them together, only to ultimately tear them apart. even despite her programming, K was the first person she thought of when she awoke and the last one she thought of before falling asleep. she didn't see any set of circumstances where that would change.

she wishes she were near him. but yes, he would be correct to think this would be a difficult conversation to have in person. She'd have likely redoubled her bargaining instincts, anything to put off the potential inevitability. she hates the thought of K being killed just for doing what he was 'supposed' to. it was cruel and unfair and even though she knew that the world was cruel and unfair, part of her still longed for the opposite.

all she'd wanted to do was distract Luv, to give K some time to recover and have a better chance at fighting back. she was glad to know she was able to grant him that]

So do I. That's what I want, I love the clear skies, the fresh air, the scents of growing things. Food I can really taste, clothing I can really wear. And you. Every day, you. That's not too much to ask for, is it? [and she wishes she hadn't burdened him. if there was any chance she could have been brought back, well. possible. but unlikely] So am I. All I could think about was that I love you.

[no, not alone. never alone, even when K wasn't physically there]