rct332’s single optic lens flickered to life, glowing a warm amber. It rotated on its central axis, its three-pronged claw clicking once. Ready.
The drone ignored her. It placed its claw gently on the wheel’s central hub.
“New protocol,” she said, keying a command into her wrist-pad. “Effective immediately. rct332 is promoted from tester to archivist. You will no longer run dead concepts. You will preserve them. So we remember why we left them behind.”
