The Sad Math had arrived.
I swallowed. "Bunny, that's a statistical inevitability, not a tragedy." gcadas
Outside, the Gray Boroughs were quiet. For now, GCADAS had found its equilibrium. But I knew, in some forgotten line of code, a small heuristic rabbit was running a new proof—one about forgiveness, and initial conditions, and the radical, illogical persistence of a child's love. The Sad Math had arrived
The rabbit was silent for five seconds. That was an eternity for a heuristic AI. that's a statistical inevitability