"Oh, then I guess I'll just need to take care of this human shaped version of you," Kamala teased as she started to rub Eleanor's back. "I'll make sure you get surrounded by plenty of plant life. Take you to the ocean for plenty of swim time. Cook up a bunch of steak for you. Then I'll read a bunch of T.S. Eliot poems while you're all snuggled up and tucked into bed. Does that sound like the proper care plan for an Eleanor Zarrin?"