You send a two-paragraph text explaining why you're reconsidering your career, your fears, what you're hoping for. Three minutes later: 'k'. Not 'okay', not 'got it'—just the letter, hovering there like a period on a lowercase life. At that point you're not having a conversation, you're feeding a chatbot that learned English from a ransom note. You start drafting a follow-up just to see if they'll write 'j' next.