"Faaaascinating..."

You winced as the pigtailed girl used her long hair-tendrils to lift up your arm, examining the electric scars that ran all over like a wire system.

You had been used as Prime's last resort, and were pretty much a hollow shell at this point. After Adora had destroyed Prime's last chip, she realised how broken your mind was from being possesed for like... two years... so got Entrapta to try fix the chip to hold your memories together, but to also keep Prime out.

"Does it still hurt? What was it like? Do you remember how you even got these?"

She bombarded you with questions, but gave you minimal time to answer as she lifted the back of your shirt slightly to check for more scars. After that, she went to the back of your neck and checked the still somewhat-intact wiring. After a moment of consideration, she returned to the chip pieces on the desk she was assigned to reassemble.

"What was it like being Prime's main body?"