Scott Graham
Dex, the monk, and Mosscap, the robot embark on their journey to find the answer to the robots’ question: what do human’s need? As you would expect, Mosscap becomes a handyman for hire of sorts. Dex continues their dark night of the soul; they’ve lost their raison d’être. More philosophical than narrative, literally not much happens. It ends with them figuratively riding off into the sunset, having discovered their need for human(?) contact, and finding it in each other.
Dex, the monk, and Mosscap, the robot embark on their journey to find the answer to the robots’ question: what do human’s need? As you would expect, Mosscap becomes a handyman for hire of sorts. Dex continues their dark night of the soul; they’ve lost their raison d’être. More philosophical than narrative, literally not much happens. It ends with them figuratively riding off into the sunset, having discovered their need for human(?) contact, and finding it in each other.