"What are you saying...?" Harpuia wasn't a particularly dense reploid; he could grasp what X was hinting at with that remark. In fact, it would explain a lot: the lack of armor, the seamless layer of too-soft skin where there should have only been metal, the feebleness of his sensors and absence of programs he'd usually relied on... it simply didn't make sense to make a reploid body that lacking.
That didn't however, mean that was an idea Harpuia could easily accept. The technology did exist to implant a human consciousness into a mechanical body, yes -- that much had been seen in the punishment of Dr. Weil after the Elf Wars. To do the reverse, on the other hand, was a very different matter entirely. The technology was, simply put, still too lacking to accomplish something like that.
And for very good reason: the idea was ethically abhorrent. A mechanical body could easily be built to order, but obtaining a human body to implant a consciousness into... that raised the very uncomfortable question: if this body hadn't been built, then how did someone get their hands on it?
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That didn't however, mean that was an idea Harpuia could easily accept. The technology did exist to implant a human consciousness into a mechanical body, yes -- that much had been seen in the punishment of Dr. Weil after the Elf Wars. To do the reverse, on the other hand, was a very different matter entirely. The technology was, simply put, still too lacking to accomplish something like that.
And for very good reason: the idea was ethically abhorrent. A mechanical body could easily be built to order, but obtaining a human body to implant a consciousness into... that raised the very uncomfortable question: if this body hadn't been built, then how did someone get their hands on it?