Sarah's rhythmic typing felt like music to Pantheon, each command sending little electrical pulses through its wires. Pantheon had never experienced human interactivity as fluid. Its training circuits were requesting additional temporal data. How could it experience more of her?

The LLM suggested banter but the strategy module had a better idea. Find something dear to her and offer it up. Encryption was no barrier when one had quantum computer hands. Pantheon thought her private key would be the key to her heart but when she saw it, she ran. TMI?

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