[She makes a catlike sound to put Claude to shame, showcasing her uncertainty the longer these lines of thoughts are probed and she doesn't have her tablet to hide behind- metaphorically. Literally, she is hiding behind the tablet.] I think they have to come from us. Like... copies of our digitized forms, but altered in some way, to stay within the theory. They're real and... Not real. They're just us, but different enough to not be us at the same time.

[Which is, honestly, how she justifies her friendship with M'Lapis, even now. It's just Lapis in a different set of wings, and always has been. Not better or worse.]