Donnie shakes his head. "Not the point. While I'm glad you're at least heeding someone's limitations, you are missing the problem here.
"By saying that you are meant to learn things means that you do not know everything. Tests through trial and error are only acceptable to an extent and within favorable conditions, conditions that are controllable should said tests fail. That said, while you don't know everything, you know enough to be able to formulate what might amount to common sense. You know what doors are for, and when they are closed and more importantly locked and with security installations, then you should perceive it as Off. Limits. This is not an invitation to break in, especially when it is in fact the quarters of a crewmate on the vessel you are all currently occupying. Your programming is lacking in key modifiers, which is not in any part your fault but that of your creator."
It had absolutely bothered him that she more or less brushes off the life-threatening potential of her actions. "Anyway," he says, his tone sharper and colder than earlier, "-I sure hope I don't die because someone just wanted to open my dumb door, I'd rather skip the experience because know what? Even if people are still somehow coming back through the space bridge that doesn't erase the fact that something happened. There was an iteration of us that died. That isn't something to be taken lightly, death is not a dismissible occurrence. It affects people, not just the ones that actually died. So how dare you brush it off as an unfortunate outcome and think that it can be made up by offering your own life to be taken in revenge. Is it because you're an AI and figure you can just be rebuilt? Pop out of the bridge and that's that? No, it's not that simple. Life is important. Everyone on this ship is important. And don't you give me any crap about AIs not being able to feel- have you met Rock and the others? Maybe they're the ones you should be learning from."
He takes a moment, sucking in a breath as he forces his claws to relax from around his arms.
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"By saying that you are meant to learn things means that you do not know everything. Tests through trial and error are only acceptable to an extent and within favorable conditions, conditions that are controllable should said tests fail. That said, while you don't know everything, you know enough to be able to formulate what might amount to common sense. You know what doors are for, and when they are closed and more importantly locked and with security installations, then you should perceive it as Off. Limits. This is not an invitation to break in, especially when it is in fact the quarters of a crewmate on the vessel you are all currently occupying. Your programming is lacking in key modifiers, which is not in any part your fault but that of your creator."
It had absolutely bothered him that she more or less brushes off the life-threatening potential of her actions. "Anyway," he says, his tone sharper and colder than earlier, "-I sure hope I don't die because someone just wanted to open my dumb door, I'd rather skip the experience because know what? Even if people are still somehow coming back through the space bridge that doesn't erase the fact that something happened. There was an iteration of us that died. That isn't something to be taken lightly, death is not a dismissible occurrence. It affects people, not just the ones that actually died. So how dare you brush it off as an unfortunate outcome and think that it can be made up by offering your own life to be taken in revenge. Is it because you're an AI and figure you can just be rebuilt? Pop out of the bridge and that's that? No, it's not that simple. Life is important. Everyone on this ship is important. And don't you give me any crap about AIs not being able to feel- have you met Rock and the others? Maybe they're the ones you should be learning from."
He takes a moment, sucking in a breath as he forces his claws to relax from around his arms.