"And you're lucky I tolerate interruptions," Amara replied, her smirk returning. "But don't get used to it. Next time, we're putting up a sign: Do Not Disturb CEO in Progress."
[Wow, what a bold proclamation for someone who got startled by an IT guy with a clipboard,] the System chimed in, its tone dripping with mockery.
Amara's eye twitched. Nobody asked you.
[Really? Because I was under the impression you enjoyed my sharp wit and invaluable insights.]
Invaluable? The only thing you're good for is ruining perfectly good moments, Amara shot back mentally.
Elara's laugh, clear and melodic, interrupted the sparring match. "You're arguing with it again, aren't you?"
Amara groaned, running a hand down her face. "It doesn't know when to shut up. It's like having an obnoxious parrot stuck in my head."
[I'm deeply wounded. I'm more of an eagle, soaring above your petty human squabbles.]
