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[foughtfortheusers]

[Rinzler had been prodding at the communicator device for a while. It wasn't really something he was used to still, and he wasn't the most comfortable with it. But in some ways, it wasn't that different from the technology on the grid. He lets out a rumbling noise as he turns on the audio. He needed answers. He knew that most of the others, including the ISO had since left. Why hadn't he?] Users.

Need to leave. Did not protest before. Thought would be able to return to Clu. Still here. In this user world.

Cannot stay here. How can I leave? I obey Clu. Cannot serve him here.

[And that would be something close to growling now.]

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[audio]

[juniorganymedian]

Good day, sir. My name is Jeeves. My sincere apologies for your unintended and unwilling stay here. Might I inquire who Clu is, though? I have yet to hear of such an individual.

[He'll leave it to Luna and Aqua to convince the new gentleman that his presence here is not something they can change.]

[foughtfortheusers]

He is in charge of the Grid. The system I'm from.

[juniorganymedian]

[Grids? Systems? This all lending itself to a mathematical air. Is this another AI?]

I beg your pardon, sir, Mr. Rinzler, but are you an artificial intelligence?

[foughtfortheusers]

I'm a program.