"Who says?" Nida asks, looking at the man very carefully. The android. "Who says you have to only be what they made you? Who says you can't be something more because you choose it?"
Because that's what Nida used to think. That he could only be the blade in the dark, only the spy and the killer. And here he's trying something else. It's harder to learn, it's harder to keep with, but he's trying. Trying with everything he can until he makes it better.
"It's about choice, because that's what we make. Choices keep moving forward. Keep going. Learn something new. It will be hard for you, like it's hard for the rest of us."
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Because that's what Nida used to think. That he could only be the blade in the dark, only the spy and the killer. And here he's trying something else. It's harder to learn, it's harder to keep with, but he's trying. Trying with everything he can until he makes it better.
"It's about choice, because that's what we make. Choices keep moving forward. Keep going. Learn something new. It will be hard for you, like it's hard for the rest of us."