[And here it is, that sticking point. What the whole of this conversation was really spinning around, orbiting in motion against what he’s supposed to say, to believe — something that Cayde might already have an inkling about.]

That’s because you’re making a wrong assumption. They’re not people, they’re machines.

[He thinks of his own declarations on the matter, when questioned by his partner. Memory playing in fragments in his mind, even as he continues.]

And how does your world deal with this particular phenomenon?