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[Entrapta appears on the feed in her rather dark lab. There's the glow of a bunch of monitors off to one side, along with all kinds of junk around her. She's sitting cross-legged on a chair made of her hair, looking more pensive than normal.]
I went home for a while and a lot of things happened and...
[She pauses, thinking about how to go about asking this. Ultimately, she decides to start over.]
Let's say you have a friend. All the data indicates that you're friends. And you've collected a lot of data.
[She pauses again, uncharacteristically hesitant.]
So you've done all these things together and you even saved them from a terrible fate by ensuring a slightly less terrible fate and all the data is pointing to one conclusion--that you're friends--and then you get electrocuted until you pass out.
Does that...still make you friends?
I went home for a while and a lot of things happened and...
[She pauses, thinking about how to go about asking this. Ultimately, she decides to start over.]
Let's say you have a friend. All the data indicates that you're friends. And you've collected a lot of data.
[She pauses again, uncharacteristically hesitant.]
So you've done all these things together and you even saved them from a terrible fate by ensuring a slightly less terrible fate and all the data is pointing to one conclusion--that you're friends--and then you get electrocuted until you pass out.
Does that...still make you friends?