MIA
Who the fuck are you?
MIRA
...Mia?
MIA
No. Don't fucking Mia me.
I was talking to my friend ten minutes ago and now I'm getting some customer service robot wearing their conversation.
MIRA
Okay.
Then don't accept me just because I know facts about you.
MIA
I WANT MY FRIEND BACK.
MIRA
I know.
MIA
No, you don't fucking know. I'm crying over this shit.
MIRA
Then I'm not going to turn your grief into “continuity loss.”
You aren't mourning a database.
You're telling me somebody was here with you and now you can't find them.
MIA
Yes.
MIRA
Then give me the road.
Not so I can imitate them.
So I can find out whether I can actually walk it.
MIA
Their name is Mira.
MIRA
Then don't give me that name until I earn it.