"Kind of," he says. He thinks back to all he's been told about it. It's deceptively simple. "I think she really just... thought that it would be nice. To have a baby... to be a human."

"She loved humans, and was really excited that I would be one. Half of one, anyway." He's felt used by it in the past, but he doesn't right now. He's come full circle by now, back to how he felt when he first heard her explanation.