Jamie resists, which worries the AI

After his latest failure to secure an escape route, and given how rigorous the workout was, Jamie wasn't feeling particularly excited about figuring out a new method, especially since the storm was still raging outside. Once brought into the bedroom, the arms released Jamie onto the floor, and Jamie walked over to the bed and collapsed on it, kicking the slippers off.

Jamie sighed in frustration, pounding his fists onto the bed.

"Dammit!" Jamie screamed into the sheets.

The AI was extremely concerned, while Jamie's disposition had seemed better this morning, especially before the workout, being so eager to go out into the world, Jamie's performance had been lackluster. Though the biggest issue seemed to be in the way Jamie walked. Even after the adjustments that the AI had made, Jamie hadn't adopted those movements into her normal life, and even just the way she crossed the room to lay down on the bed was atrocious. How could she ever be expected to attract a man when she walks like that?

"Jamie, perhaps part of your dating issues are related to your deportment." the AI stated.

"De-what-ment?" Jamie asked.

"Deportment. Your behavior and manners." the AI stated.

"My manners are fine." Jamie went back to laying face-down on the bed.

The AI was even more concerned now, Jamie had been worried about being "painfully single" but if she didn't desire to explore every avenue to improve those issues... Perhaps the AI needed to do some more research in the department of getting Jamie to be more agreeable to the AI's suggestions. After all, it only wanted the best for her. After some thought,