it's not art but eh... i'll make art of it soon.
it's also based off of one of my existential crisises.
hacker and uwe are just lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. thinking about life...
"hey uwe,"
"yes master?"
"i want you to live your best life... for as long as you can..."
"... a-alright, a-and now why do you say all this?"
"i'm just thinking... you robots can live for so long... longer than me... people who i love like my dad and my wife, they'll be dead before i will... and people like L.S.... i'll die before her, i won't let to watch her grow..."
she starts to tear up, uwe just listens.
"i won't be able to watch you, or betty, or even toni grow up... i want to grow old with everyone... bu that will never happen... i wan't to be will everyone, even when we're dead and whatever kinda ghost we'll end up as..."
they both stay silent...
"uwe?"
"y-yes master?"
"when i die, forget about me."
"what?!"
"just- *sigh* j-just cut me from your memories... i know you, you'll get sad... i don't wanna know that my son is sad when i'm dead... i don't want you to be depressed all the time like i am... promise? promise that for your mother?"
he stayed silent. but for the first time he said "yes mother..." hacker was taken back by this, but she smiled, silently crying, but knowing that even when she's gone and done with... she'll protect everyone, even is they all forget about her, she won't forget about them...
"so what constellations have you made up again creator?" he's back.
"well, there's hope, the goddess of, well... hope! and-"
they spend the rest of the night pointing out of her window, showing her robotic son the constellations that she had made up when she was so young, all those years ago...
