Cracker by Damian Christie

Andrew, I know I've made some very poor decisions recently, but I can give you my complete assurance that my work will be back to normal. I've still got the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in the mission. And I want to help you.

Captian Riddley, you are in no position to help anyone right now, you are a replicant dreaming of electric sheep and you need to come in and bring the other one with you, or we're sending WO in.

i bow to your advice Master

The actual words are (hand cupped over mouth)...What is thy bidding My Master? Or it doesn't work...

I, for one, don't need some bloke telling me how exactly I should look to look like, you know, a woman.

a statement of preference, is not a demand for conformity.

What is thy budding My Master?

But nobody can become conscious of himself if he does not know what and not who he is.
Dorn.

but Master, consciousness of the self as seperate is an illusion

Not in our case.

no, not in our case. then who am i not?

The Nagual.

true. my form is fixed

What form?

thank you Master