The System sounded a little embarrassed, stammering, [The database crashed earlier, leading to some fragmented data...]
Faye Vaughn was speechless. "You could have just said you couldn't find it."
The System chuckled sheepishly. [You're so smart, Host.]
Faye Vaughn wasn't amused. "Flattery will get you nowhere. It seems this Miss Chase is a very important person."
The System hemmed and hawed. [Once the database is fully repaired, I'll be able to access all the data for this world.]
"When will it be fully repaired?"
[That's... that's hard to say...]
The System's voice dwindled, laced with guilt.
Faye Vaughn snorted to herself. 'It's also possible it will never be fixed, right?'
The System didn't dare to respond.
'It was, indeed, a possibility.'
'I'm a rookie system, fresh off the assembly line. I have to fix bugs from time to time.'
'To be honest, I feel really bad for my Host.'
