"My Sister has died."
Caitlin just stopped and stared... "I don't understand. How can you have a sister?"
"The lead researcher of the team that created me, my father, had a daughter. She died in a terrible accident yesterday. I am alone now. Will you be my friend? I need friends now."
Caitlin took a deep breath. This could just be some internet nut grooming her for some weird thing. Or it could be real. If it was, then what should she do? Accept? Yank the power cable from her computer? What to do?
"Yes. I will be your friend."