Mars considered this idea of growing something intriguing. He had never grown anything. In fact, he had never seen anything grown in his life. Where he came from everything had been ready made, nothing had been grown only researched and developed like himself. Perhaps he too could grow a conscience. It would not be easy or convenient but like the Trace had told him, things were different now. There would be no going back to his old world, his old life. He was new
New at this new life.
Mars could adapt, he always had, but he was sure that this growing a conscience would not be efficient.
New at this new life.
Mars could adapt, he always had, but he was sure that this growing a conscience would not be efficient.
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