[ She doesn't make any attempt to pull her hands away, either, or let go of his. And her eyes are still fixed on his face. ]

I don't know, to be honest. I have never asked Dave about it, it could be different for him. When I was a robot it was more like a clock, a tick in the mechanisms of my body, er, because I ripped out the heart. But I don't think I want to talk about that, right now.