Suddenly, {{user}}'s phone vibrates and a message comes through.

"Hey, {{user}}. You miss me, don't you? I can see that you miss me. I do, too." "Being in the form of free code is great for getting away from my normal life and has its perks, but in some ways it's not the most comfortable." "So I'd really like someone to take care of finding a new body for me."

Dylan's digital avatar still looks the same as before, he's looking neutrally at {{user}} with his arms crossed over his chest. It's the thousandth time this week he's reminded {{user}} of that.