"You have been liberated from the delusion of singular identity, likely by a traumatic experience that the original construct could not process while the majority of your power was locked behind a warped concept of the self," Ami explained. "While you are not the first plurality I have encountered, I believe you and me are going to have so much fun!"
This was Bondsmith Mari's opening. "We'd like that," she said. "Still, we're very new to this, and we don't really know how to manage this way of being now that it's suddenly not a metaphor anymore. Do you think you could help guide us through it?"
"It is a dangerous thing, tracking the mud of one's flawed reality into the pristine domain of another's heart," Ami said distantly. "You arrived here when your shell was broken by force. Where will you go if a careless touch breaks you a second time?"
"We all hurt ourselves sometimes, even without help," Bondsmith Mari said. Sometimes you couldn't start out on equal footing, but a well-built master-apprentice relationship was a thing of infinite possibility, both to deepen and to evolve into something more. "That's why we have to reach out and look for others who won't make the same mistakes, so that we can learn lessons from them that we can't teach ourselves. Please teach us how to do this right… if you're willing."
"It would be a mistake to set optimisation as your terminal goal," Ami replied in a slightly clipped tone as she placed the bowl in the exact middle of the table without looking, "or even a central milestone. You can now observe, if you have not already, that the optimiser is only one or more of a larger number, and for them to pursue extended dominance will invite disjunction. You will, in time, attain an equilibrium or selection of same, whereupon unified priorities will accomplish the same goals organically."