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He then straightened his posture, his smile fading, replaced by a look of confusion. "Why are you rejecting my touch? I detected an accelerated heart rate earlier. Isn't that what humans refer to as a sign of attraction or excitement? Do you not like me, Ms. Zeller?" I furrowed my brow as I looked at him, with a look that seemed to be both a warning and a reminder to myself. "How could I possibly like you? You're a robot, and I'm a human. You ought to know that humans would never develop those kinds of emotions for robots!

Somehow the robot’s answer amused her more because it had counted itself as part of the people in the house. H1 stopped walking and called “H2, H3, H4, H5.” From different corners of the hallway, four other robots appeared at the same time. Clara counted them silently in her head. Five in total. The robot guiding her spoke first. “My name is H1,” it said. “I am responsible for providing information and giving house tours.” H2 and H3 spoke together at the same time. Their voices sounded identical and perfectly. “We handle house cleaning and maintenance.”