[Alan considers Nihlus’s words, expression troubled. It’s still muddled, but he can see some sense to Nihlus’s explanation; Rinzler could have refused to answer because he believed his answer wouldn’t be good enough. He could have feared Alan’s reaction. Still, when Alan remembers how hard Rinzler had fought when Alice had dragged him in, his desperate, broken plea of ”User” when Alan had taken his disk, it’s difficult to imagine that Alan’s disapproval could terrify the program more than the threat of recoding.]
He was a security program for the ENCOM servers. He was supposed to monitor incoming connections, remove malware, watchdog other programs… but I don’t think it was his functions that caused this. [He hesitates, unsure of how much he should say.] Tron… He was written for the same purpose as Rinzler. The same functions. But he hasn’t had any of the same problems. [Alan trusts Nihlus, but he still doesn't reveal that Tron and Rinzler have more in common than just their code. Given Bel's account, to say that it's a sensitive issue would be putting it very lightly.]
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He was a security program for the ENCOM servers. He was supposed to monitor incoming connections, remove malware, watchdog other programs… but I don’t think it was his functions that caused this. [He hesitates, unsure of how much he should say.] Tron… He was written for the same purpose as Rinzler. The same functions. But he hasn’t had any of the same problems. [Alan trusts Nihlus, but he still doesn't reveal that Tron and Rinzler have more in common than just their code. Given Bel's account, to say that it's a sensitive issue would be putting it very lightly.]
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Nihlus screws the lid of his canteen back on, the look on his face distant.]
Spearfall initiated the fight. Peter and Alice laid out the traps and J was killed because Rinzler thought she was part of the setup.
[He tucks the canteen under an arm.]
There's a lot of pieces still missing from this puzzle, but the pieces I do have seem to point to Rinzler being reactive in regards to violence.
[With that, the Turian turns, heading towards the door. He has a lot of work to catch up with still and he's already late.]
Something to think about.