I think Alice is pretty hot. Normally that would be enough, were it not for her appalling lack of personality. More precisely, her personality is my personality. I tell her what to say, where to go, what to train, what to fly, what to fit, who to target. She is nothing without me. Unfortunately, that doesn't really get me off, so sometimes I like to pretend that Alice actually does have a mind of her own. I might, say, press a button to tell my computer to tell Tranquility to tell Alice to attack rats like a good avatar. But Alice might reckon that attacking rats in a pod is not very wise. I'd have her ignore my orders and warp away as if she were a real person. Then I'd remember the pictures of the otaku pretending that the pictures of anime women printed on their dakimakura were real people with whom they had affectionate relationships and stop.