Blood+

Saya:
Sonia?

Sonia:
Good morning. What a beautiful day again today! Miss Saya?

Saya:
You can call me Saya.

Sonia:
Saya, what do you say to living here with me? It's very lonely here all by myself, but I know I wouldn't be lonely anymore it you were here with me. For some reason, I'm very drawn to you.

Saya:
But I don't think---

Sonia:
So let's do it okay?

Saya:
Why are you lonely when you have all the villagers to be friends with?

Sonia:
The villagers there aren't any fun. They really don't like me very much.

Saya:
I'm sure you're imagining that.

Sonia:
No, it's true, Saya. The villagers have always hated us. Because of our research, they all thought we belonged to some kind of ridiculous satanic cult or something. So what a wrong with creating humans anyway? People redesign oats and others grains to make them more resistant to the cold! They create better livestock so they can get more meat, milk and eggs! They make horses run faster and dogs more obedient. But humans are special, and we should be able to increase their abilities as much as possible. If we'd just give humans a chance, I think they could even surpass God!

Saya:
For what purpose? Those who are created probably don't wish for anything at all. I think it's the creators who---I'm sorry. It's not important.

Sonia:
So, are you very hungry?

Saya:
No, not really.

Sonia:
Yes, you are. I'll make you breakfast.

Saya:
What do I do now?