"I don't. I never did," Lawrence replied, a smile playing about his lips. He jerked his head towards the other end of the corridor, where he was pretty sure the central control room should be. "Come on. I've got stuff I need to do here. See what's left over."
And Steve didn't seem like he was planning on leaving anytime soon.
Lawrence started walking again, heading along the hallway, following the lights which came on as they passed.
"It was a failed experiment, the thing with Malaria C. The implants never worked for that. But some of the people in charge of the project, Ivan, Emmanuel, that bitch Foster," he said, a snarl when he said her name because that woman had hurt Soleil and he couldn't forgive that, "they saw a use for it. Use a human mind as like a... pattern, I guess, for a AI. And then... when they realised that what they'd created was too powerful for them, too amazing and brilliant and beautiful for them to ever comprehend or accept, they used these to transmit the codes to kill her."
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And Steve didn't seem like he was planning on leaving anytime soon.
Lawrence started walking again, heading along the hallway, following the lights which came on as they passed.
"It was a failed experiment, the thing with Malaria C. The implants never worked for that. But some of the people in charge of the project, Ivan, Emmanuel, that bitch Foster," he said, a snarl when he said her name because that woman had hurt Soleil and he couldn't forgive that, "they saw a use for it. Use a human mind as like a... pattern, I guess, for a AI. And then... when they realised that what they'd created was too powerful for them, too amazing and brilliant and beautiful for them to ever comprehend or accept, they used these to transmit the codes to kill her."