[b][color=#4286f4]“... My own experience, my own emotions, and my own thoughts."[/color][/b]

The idea was so utterly fascinating to Effie who jotted down the android’s words efficiently. She immediately had the desire to speak with Ardella’s creators however she kept that want to herself. Emotions, wants, desires. Effie wondered what really drove these feelings in human beings. If it was so easily replicated in cybernetic life, how special was human kind anyways? It was a humbly thought. And what of animals? She had the split second urge to ask the creature sitting across from them that nibbled away on its stew. However it seemed a little too rude, she made a note to try and slip it in later a little more subtly. 

[b][color=#00868B]”How very interesting.”[/color][/b] Effie stopped writing and looked up at Ardella. The robot even seemed more conscious then others Effie had come across, although that had mostly been lower tier androids whose functions were much more specific. Ardella offered the floor to Nez and eagerly Effie turned her attention to her other interviewee. The two beings were so different, yet in many ways the same. Effie felt quite lucky that she was able to chat with them both at once to contrast their different abilities. She stopped writing for a moment to listen to what Nez had to say, which was essentially she was more computerized then Ardella. Her system didn’t allow for the morality that Ardella’s seemed to. [b][color=#00868B]”There is no need to apologize, you have helped quite significantly. Both of you have!”[/color][/b] She finished writing a few closing remarks in her notebook, her tongue stuck out the side of her mouth as she scribbled a potential title for her essay and underlined it three times. 

[i]THE HUMAN POTENTIAL[/i]

[b][color=#00868B]”This was amazing, I want to thank you both so much! I’d like to make a few more notes, draw up some potential hypotheses and maybe have another interview in a few weeks time?”[/color][/b] She couldn’t keep the excitement out of her voice as she closed her notebook and carefully slid it into her bag. Her brain was buzzing with that intoxicating and exciting feeling of having information and goals. The conversation this evening had gotten the cogs in her mind, the figurative ones that is, rolling and she was happy to finally feel like herself again. Even if she was miles away from home, alone and pretty much naive of the entire world. Looking around the table she felt more comfortable than she had since the last time she had talked with Professor Oblos. 

Grabbing for her drink she took a long drink and grinned at the table, perhaps it wasn’t just knowledge that her mind was fuzzy with. [color=#00868B][b]”And perhaps next time you would like to chat, Kaite? If you feel comfortable enough sharing your story with me?”[/b][/color]