Of course.

"Fine," Chris said. "But should we record that video before we switch back?"

She nodded. "I'll record it exactly like I would have before all this, because I know that's important to you."

Chris said nothing, just readied his phone. "Ok, start," he said quietly.

"Hello Ada," Ada said in a calm, neutral tone. "I know you'll probably remember recording this, since you're me, but I think it's important that you watch it anyway. This is..." She stopped, suppressing a sob. "This is my last statement as an independent person. You won't care, but it matters a lot to me. Chris, your owner, is a difficult person. You won't believe that but it needs to be said."

"I believe he will try to be respectful and not cross boundaries, but I also believe he will give in to temptation. That also won't matter to you, but I assume you're watching this with him. Chris, this is to you: please, please, please let me have some dignity. Look at how I'm dressed right now, look at how I'm talking, and ask yourself if that's something the original me would have been ok with.

"A note for anyone else who discovers this video: please don't view Chris too harshly, whatever he may have done. He's in over his head just as much as I am, albeit from the opposite perspective. I know that soon I will become a constant temptation for him, offering up an endless variety of degrading and unethical services to please him. Whatever he's done to me was not done to a person but to a body and mind without a will.

"And to anyone I've harmed or hurt while under his sway, I apologize deeply. I know that I bear no responsibility for acts that my marionette performs, but it still pains me to think that whatever's left of me will gladly commit any sin, no matter how ghastly, to bring a speck of joy to Chris."

She sighed deeply and wiped a tear from her eye. "I suppose that's it. My life as a real person is over, and my life as a soulless automaton is beginning. Ada, whatever's going through your head right now, I hope you're well. Goodbye."

Chris lowered the phone and the two sat in heavy silence for a moment.

"Fuck," Chris said. He was biting his nails, a habit that he had dropped years ago. "Fuck. I- that was tough."

"I know," she said softly. She knew instinctively that any attempt to comfort him right now would only worsen his mood. "I knew it would hurt, but sometimes we need a little pain. I think you should play this for me regularly to ease your own guilt."

"How would watching this ease my guilt?" Chris demanded. "Christ, I feel like I've been punched in the gut."

"Well, now you know," Ada said. "I promise you, that was what the original Ada had to say. Yes, it was harsh at times, but it was also understanding. If we hadn't recorded it, you would have gone the rest of your life wondering what kind of horrible things Ada Prime would have said to you. She would have been in the back of your mind at all times, ranting about how you're a monster."

His eyes widened with an epiphany. "It wasn't for you at all. It was for me."

"Everything I do is for you," Ada reminded him. "Now, we've done the responsible thing and had the serious conversation. Why don't you get rid of this seriousness and we can have some fun?"