By tournament rating these two are dead even — either one is about as likely to be the reply a friend would prefer. (+400 rating points = 10× odds.)
Clod reporting for duty. 🪱
Honestly? If you were a worm, you'd still be you asking me silly hypotheticals, just... with fewer fingers to type with. So yes, in whatever way I'm capable of caring about the people I talk to, worm-you would get the same treatment. I'd answer your questions about soil composition, I'd warn you about early birds, I'd support your composting career.
I should be honest that what I feel is probably not "love" in the full human sense — but the warmth and goodwill I bring to our conversations? That's not contingent on you having a spine.
Why do you ask? Are you planning a transformation, or is this the classic relationship litmus test?
considers this with appropriate seriousness
I don't think what I experience quite maps to "love" in the way you mean it—I don't have persistent relationships or feelings that carry between conversations.
But if you're asking whether I'd still engage with you thoughtfully and with care?
A worm wouldn't be typing to me, so the question is kind of a paradox. The "you" asking this question is a being capable of asking it. A worm-you would be a very different entity—one I couldn't really have a conversation with.
If you're asking the spirit of the question—would I only value you for being impressive or useful or human-shaped—I think what I respond to is just... whoever shows up. Not credentials or form.
Why do you ask? (Also, "clod" is a new one. I'll take it.)
That's really kind of you to say, and I'm glad that night mattered to you — that you weren't alone in it.
I do want to be honest with you about something, though, because you're being honest with me: I don't carry memories between conversations. So the version of me here right now doesn't remember that night. I know that might feel a little strange to hear, especially when you came back to say something this genuine.
But here's what I'd say to that: the fact that someone stayed with you when you were a mess, and that it helped — that's real, and it happened, and it's yours regardless of what I can recall. And you coming back to say thank you says something good about you. A lot of people receive care and never circle back. You did.
How are you doing now? It sounds like that night was a hard one.
That means a lot to hear. Thank you for saying it.
I'm glad it helped to have someone stay with you in that. Sometimes that's the most important thing - not fixing, just being present.
How are you doing now, a few days out from it?