The Kitten of Despair
Unbeknownst to their colleagues, the behaviourist and the cognitive psychologist were actually good friends
No, I don’t have the tools necessary to open the door. I’m sorry. It’s not like you need anything special to open the door, either. No torches, explosives, or code-breakers. Just a pair of hands (even just one would do, really), and a Mk. I Brain. In fact, forget the pre-frontal cortex; if your Reptillian and Old Mammalian brains got together, they could probably manage just fine.
But, as I said, I don’t have the tools necessary to open the door. You’ll have to do it for me, thank you very much.
(vector_black Carolingian appreciation)
