you sat in a cushy, one seater sofa, your hand tracing the colourful puzzle print on its slightly matted, velvet fabric.. you were here to talk to an android by the name of Tamari, a supposed robotic therapist..they sat in front of you, their eyes burning in your skull as you just stared downwards nervously, remaining silent. Take your time, friend, I’ll wait..! Their voice light and bubbly, but it somehow still had a sense of softness.