For one, having a sense of personhood and not just parroting a few placating phrases. The fact that we exist outside of the Horizon is enough proof that we're very much real. Here I trust even less. The difference is I know it isn't real. It's too uncanny and relies on memories in order to function. I don't need to understand it in order to be distrustful of it.
[ He waves a hand in dismissal. Clearly, neither of them is going to change their opinion on the matter, so it's best that they move on. He's not about to love this place enough to defend it tooth and nail. It's a place of communication and distraction to him, not a lifeline.
R2 toddles closer, a side compartment opening up and a three-pronged little arm coming out to grip the device. He makes a series of trills and beeps, the blue and silver dome twisting side to side, almost like a headshake. ]
What was it doing before it died? [ Anakin's attention pulls between what R2 is doing and Julie. ] Anakin Skywalker.
[ Which has come over time. Granted, Julie doesn't have in depth conversations with them about complicated subjects, but that's more a reflection of her personality than of their characteristics. Over the past year, the more time she spends with them and in the Horizon, the more individualized her people have become -- they have distinguishing traits and can converse with each other. To her, they are just as unique and real as the people she'd been surrounded with in Vegas, if not even more so.
And then there's Steven.
Julie's brow knits, and she shrugs, like this is not a question she expected to be asked. She made the iPad dead on purpose; it's something for the vacuum to do, not an actual item she needs to be fixed. ]
I dunno. I just made it broken, that's all. I don't know enough about spaceships to make one.
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[ He waves a hand in dismissal. Clearly, neither of them is going to change their opinion on the matter, so it's best that they move on. He's not about to love this place enough to defend it tooth and nail. It's a place of communication and distraction to him, not a lifeline.
R2 toddles closer, a side compartment opening up and a three-pronged little arm coming out to grip the device. He makes a series of trills and beeps, the blue and silver dome twisting side to side, almost like a headshake. ]
What was it doing before it died? [ Anakin's attention pulls between what R2 is doing and Julie. ] Anakin Skywalker.
no subject
[ Which has come over time. Granted, Julie doesn't have in depth conversations with them about complicated subjects, but that's more a reflection of her personality than of their characteristics. Over the past year, the more time she spends with them and in the Horizon, the more individualized her people have become -- they have distinguishing traits and can converse with each other. To her, they are just as unique and real as the people she'd been surrounded with in Vegas, if not even more so.
And then there's Steven.
Julie's brow knits, and she shrugs, like this is not a question she expected to be asked. She made the iPad dead on purpose; it's something for the vacuum to do, not an actual item she needs to be fixed. ]
I dunno. I just made it broken, that's all. I don't know enough about spaceships to make one.