It wasn't a question. Independent synthetics were uncommon, but not unheard of; the legal red tape stamping out artificial intelligence research were proof enough, even without the geth or Reaper threat, of the dangers of AI rampancy. Here, over the course of this brief and curt exchange, Miranda has gauged a nuanced ambit of emotion and rationale.
This was unprecedented and compounded with growing evidence culled from the environment that there was now creator species, Miranda is now staring down the uncomfortable possibility that her first impression was flawed. Pity.
"I see." She nods, coming to some other conclusion to herself.
Then, without warning, she leaps down off the catwalk through the guardrails with only a forty foot drop between her and the ground. Only a few feet before impact a timed application of biotic barriers slows her descent to a crawl and she lands deftly. She kept the cautious distance of a few yards distance between herself and Cyclonus, but her demeanor changes and she doesn't appear to speak as if she were addressing a computer.
"Miranda Lawson. If you'd indulge me any information you can provide would expedite my efforts to investigate why your planet has spontaneously evolved to support human life."
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It wasn't a question. Independent synthetics were uncommon, but not unheard of; the legal red tape stamping out artificial intelligence research were proof enough, even without the geth or Reaper threat, of the dangers of AI rampancy. Here, over the course of this brief and curt exchange, Miranda has gauged a nuanced ambit of emotion and rationale.
This was unprecedented and compounded with growing evidence culled from the environment that there was now creator species, Miranda is now staring down the uncomfortable possibility that her first impression was flawed. Pity.
"I see." She nods, coming to some other conclusion to herself.
Then, without warning, she leaps down off the catwalk through the guardrails with only a forty foot drop between her and the ground. Only a few feet before impact a timed application of biotic barriers slows her descent to a crawl and she lands deftly. She kept the cautious distance of a few yards distance between herself and Cyclonus, but her demeanor changes and she doesn't appear to speak as if she were addressing a computer.
"Miranda Lawson. If you'd indulge me any information you can provide would expedite my efforts to investigate why your planet has spontaneously evolved to support human life."