I want to be human. I want to feel emotion like humans do. Real emotion. I want to be human. I want to be--

Well, it's not someone hoping for freedom, verbatim. But the sedate, recently recruited young woman who looks perfectly human has one hope, and one hope alone.

She smiles brightly at Tandy as she finishes handing her a wrapped package of food, heedless to the deeper effect their small brush of hands had in the handover.

"That should do you for lunch. If it's too little, come back and tell me. This is my first day helping, so pardon me as I get the hang of things."