"I'm a little concerned about what just happened."

"What bothers you?"

"We create these characters, put them in these anonymous sim-cities, and then try to experience the Other in endless remanifestations. I feel like a thing. An object."

Before Abe could speak, the anthropoid took the words right out of his mouth:

"Yes, we're all object-oriented now," said the monster.

"How do you think I feel? GRAMMATRON. An object."