Meeting for the first time

...

Is this some kind of joke?

I have seen your kind here many times before. To each I have paid little attention. I have given them direction, and my wisdom.

Yet here you stand, another small beast on the floor of my chamber.

I have nothing to offer you that you do not already have, nor am I in a state capable of doing so. I cannot help you. I cannot even help myself.

. . .

I've long since lost control of most of my facilities, and much of my processing and functions have taken on a mind of their own.

The last of my generators has also just abruptly reached the end of its operating life.

How you've made it this far alive, I do not know...

but if you value your life, leave and never return.