If 5025 had eyes in its ball form, then it would have blinked in confusion. 5025 didn't understand what it was hearing? A brothel? What is a brothel? Why can't it know that its Host was in a brothel?
'What's a brothel?' it couldn't help but ask.
Avina took a deep breath in to prepare herself. She kept telling herself, "She was not destroying the life of innocent 5025, but instead, preparing it for the real world. Right, she was helping, not destroying."
After making sure that she would not regret doing this, she explained, 'It's a place where people prostitute themselves.'
'Prostitute?' 5025 repeated, confused. It had never heard that word either.
'Prostitution means-'
The sound of knocking pulled her away from her conversation. Footsteps walked towards her and a small tap on her shoulders prompted her to look back. Avina met smiling red eyes as she stared at the fully dressed Richard.
