Chapter 10

Travis was thoughtful enough not to challenge Virgil’s statement, like so many humans had. Tactfully, he changed the course of the conversation with his next question. “How much weight can you lift? Not what you’re supposed to in front of humans to make them comfortable either.”

Short drive to Palo Verde and Ajo aside, a cross street at the edge of their district, it was enjoyable. Travis plied him with questions about Virgil’s seventy-five terabyte brain capacity, the life-like composition of his plastic-polymer skin, and even the millions of microscopic cameras that made up his eyes in an obvious attempt to become comfortable with Virgil. He wouldn’t be ashamed to say that he reveled in Travis’ thirst for such personal information. Most humans only looked at the SdAIs as tools and bullet catchers. The omega was a refreshing change.