I just find this interesting.

Since I have been laid up I have been engaging in a multitude of activities. One of them being sitting on my expanding ass and playing video games. The funny thing about it is that I noticed how intrinsic we are in our nature. In this game you come to a part where you have to fight an army of robots. If memory serves, there were fifteen different types of robots. Each one serves a specific function and had its own duties to perform. The one that interested me the most was the nurse robot. You see, when “her” companions were injured she would heal them. But, as I found out, if she is the last one to die she will surrender and heal you instead. So I opted to skip my next turn and let her escape. As she left a window would pop up and read “Thanks.” And I repeated this pattern over and over. What’s funny is I am taking pity and showing mercy to something that’s not really. I could have easily killed all the other robots, have her surrender, heal me and bashed her metal shell in until she, like her brethren before her, exploded and still have a relatively clean conscience. I guess that’s just how we are. Good and bad. We are what we are without thought or reason.