[ It stings, briefly, but only briefly. He doesn't, not really. Or rather - he thinks that no one exactly like him exists out there, but that there's likely many traits of his, many aspects of his personality, that already existed in the Nest. ]

I guess it could be argued that hands and eyes have very different perceptions of the world, when you only take into account what they experience individually. It's only when you combine it that you get the whole picture.

[ But it's hard to believe that she considers him so much a part of herself. ]

And yet you still don't approve of the way Steve and I do things. I still concern you. What parts of me do you see already in you?