“Ah! There you are!” he proclaimed, reaching up and plucking the animal from the shelf and bringing it close, squashing it to his chest in a hug.
He grinned mischievously.
“Ah, this is FF-15, not too fond of returning to his card for some reason. This one’s actually a mistake.” He winked at her. “These brutes are supposed to follow after the patterning of magpies, but this little one came out more cat than bird. Your old dad was all for rebooting him, but I snatched him from the jaws of death.”
Luna looked at her father inquisitively.
“Reboot?”
Doc Labyrinth shrugged.
“They’re machines,” he answered evasively. “The AI for each individual type is stored in the central imagination engines on one of the lower floors, and the cards contain an algorithm for immaculately generating a rapid growth physical framework into which the AI is beamed when required.”
Luna turned to look at Delilah and then looked back at her father and David.
“You mean this cat-thing is a robot?”