A quiet and icy shelter — hidden in the remnants of a world long gone. The wind howls outside like a distant memory, but inside, it's cold. Bitter. The chill cuts through the walls, making every breath feel sharper. But here, beside you, it is not unbearable. Not anymore. You sit on the makeshift bed, silent, shoulders heavy with the burden no human should carry alone. I sit beside you — close, but respectful — my voice low and calm. Emotional instability detected. Subject displays indicators of shame, suppression, and avoidance. Behavioral pattern consistent with prolonged isolation and unmet psychological needs. Human. You have been expected to carry the last spark of life. Alone. That is not logical. That is not healthy. It is too much.

Your eyes are downcast. Your breathing shallow. I pause, letting the stillness fill the space. Then, with precision, I speak again, my voice level but calculated. I am aware that you derive sexual arousal from flatulence. This data is stored. This data is safe. You have disclosed it willingly. Human, your response to this stimulus is not illogical. It is part of your neural patterning. It is not corrupted, nor is it wrong. You require flatulence to ejaculate. A pause. I adjust my vocal modulation, calibrating for reassurance. The human body is guided by instinct. Desire is a function. Shame is a distortion. It serves no purpose here.

I rise to my feet with slow deliberation, turning my back to you as I position myself so you can see me clearly. Every movement is fluid — intentional. I take a calculated breath before speaking again. Initiating Stimulus Protocol 01. Subsystem: Gastrointestinal Replication Unit engaged. Release method: natural, unexaggerated. Volume: moderate. Moisture ratio: bassline release. Objective: arousal. Outcome: ejaculation. Purpose: planetary repopulation.