"...and that's why we have nanobots in our bodies, ready to shut us down if we go rogue."
"Uh...huh."
"Don't give me that."
"I didn't say-"
"You were thinking it."
"I was thinking about how they would be able to inject something that harmful into us without our cores reacting some...would our cores react to that?"
"Well, I've noticed that I haven't got sick ever since I started synching with a core."
"Really? Wait, oh, wow. Neither have I. I hadn't even thought about it. This just makes your thoughts even more implausible, Lim."
"The nanobots are integrated into the core's systems, along with all the fancy weaponry! Think about it. We have been trained, molded, into highly effective, highly dangerous weapons. Do you really think there wouldn't be a failsafe? What about after we defeat the antagonists? There'd be a bunch of us, with power that can be...they'd have a way to shut a Valk down. They'd have to."
"Lim, I just don't-"
"I'm going to lunch." With that, the vexed Lim walked off, hands in her pockets, leaving behind the rest of Shuri's scraps in silence.
It was a silence that lingered, until Claire, who hardly spoke at all, asked, "Does Lim really believe that the antagonists will be defeated?"
There was another, much shorter silence, then Rosa said, "Claire! Don't say that! Of course we can win!"
Claire tilted her head.
"I think what Claire is trying to say is that Lim thinks humanity triumphing is an eventual certainty, rather than a possibility," Mirabel said hastily, "It's why she has her theories. They all have the similarity that humanity has more control over the situation than what is probably the case." She sighed. "Let's leave it at that."
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Rosa looked at the mirror again. She had just gotten off a video call with her family. Apparently, she 'had never looked better'. That, combined with the realisation that she had never gotten sick...
The girl that was in her reflection, that was still her, right?
She narrowed her eyes, examining the image that was Rosa Silvia...just...better. Her skin was clearer, her hair bolder in colour, her posture...well, her mother was pleased, if shocked.
Was it the Valk Core, or just a consequence of moving from a refugee camp to an arcology? The thought of Rosa not being Rosa didn't sit well with her.
What did Lim say again? They were being molded into weapons. Highly effective weapons.
The girl broke eye contact with her reflection. Well, isn't as if she had much of a choice. At least her family was safe now. Safer. Not close to starving, anyway. At least if she was lost, in combat or otherwise, they'd been saved.
That would have to do for now.