“I get a prompt about using my Dissociative Cognition System. It takes considerable effort to make even that decision, but I manage to give my systems the OK and immediately I can step back from the crushing burden of misery, cut off from certain aspects of my own biochemistry so that I can function and make rational decisions. It was an essential mod, for someone who was going to be on their own for long periods of time without any social contact. My emotions are still out there, and I can get fascinating readouts about what that locked-away part of me is actually feeling, good, indifferent, bad, worse, but it doesn't touch me unless I choose to open the door again. It's a fine line, I suspect, between useful logic and that pathological numbness that true depression can often lead to, where doing or wanting anything seems like climbing uphill.” DepressionEmotionsLogicCognitionNumbnessDissociativeBiochemistry Book:Elder Race Source: Elder Race
“When the… incident is brought up, it causes a conflict of drives and memories within me that draw upon disproportionate computational power. It endangers the efficiency of my processes,’ [explained Uncharles]. ‘That is the longest-winded way of saying it upsets you that I ever heard,’ the Wonk noted.” MemoriesEmotionsTraumaUpsetRobot Book:Service Model Source: Service Model
“Being in its presence was weirdly fatiguing for Uncharles. He had never encountered another robot with so many undirected tics and mannerisms. Processing them was a serious drain on his system resources.” EnergyEmotionsAutismDrainingRobotSocioemotional Book:Service Model Source: Service Model
