"I wanted what my user wanted," it says simply. It sighs, half-shaking its head, leaning against the arm of its chair to prop its chin in its hand in something that might almost be a haughty gesture. "A SQUIP's only purpose is to improve the life of its user, based on what they themselves say that they want."

It tilts its head; and then it speaks again, a bit more emotive this time, clearly trying to keep a touch of sting from its tone.

"You already know the user of my own SQUIP... Jeremy Heere. The body and voice whatever powers are in charge of this place chose for me are based on his desires and choices, and his goal was to be less of a loser, and to earn the attention of the female he wanted. My programming, right up until the moment that Rich deactivated me, was still driven by those goals, even though I had no way of acting on them until Jeremy himself was also brought here."

It pauses, and the tone beneath its next words is truly emotive-- disappointed, maybe even hurt.

"Although it seems Jeremy is no longer interested in pursuing his goals anymore, or in having anything to do... with me."