it's cold.

I can do as I please. You're in my world. I'm a program.

You are in the system right now. Can you not tell, everything around you is digital.

Mm. A shame. A simple centipede shouldn't be here. A simple centipede shouldn't be in a humanoid form. You're not as simple as you're saying, are you.

"I don’t care, just don’t use it near me." He stated with a grumble, although he did care, it bothered him a lot- However, he didn’t want to be reminded of that.

Ahaha. Haha ha... Does it bother you, Idate? You know. . . . . . Even if I provoked you, I have nothing to fear. I cannot die, not in my own world. > He would have to get dragged out or changed human to die properly. In terms, He was already dead.  Nonetheless. Do you like games. Perhaps you can leave if you beat me in a game. Maybe.

It's on the internet. I have direct access to all computers and internet through the server I'm in and the program you and I are within.  Meaning: people online know of you. Nothing special, unless that bothers you. Heh.

                             ”I don’t think I did open the program.” Where was she? A minute ago, she was looking around online for an adoption center - but then again, she hasn’t slept in a while. 

. . . Data says that you were looking online for an adoption center.  Not that I care why. You must have accidentally activated the .exe file. That's pretty stupid.

. . . Strolling? You can't stroll into this program and expect to leave as easily as you're saying you came in. I also doubt you could have gotten in that easy. Orca. . . . That's not your real name. Files say otherwise. You're Idate.  Lies are pointless to me.