"Well, we didn't get much choice in that, we were designed to be, after all," he points out with a wry smile. A smile that turns into a grin at the question. "Do I have to pick just one thing?" he asks, turning to pull one knee up onto the couch between them so he can face the general more fully.

"There's so much. All the different kinds of food, and all the people. People like us, even." Many of whom don't have any interest in interacting with them because of their artificial origins, but it's still fascinating to him to see them. "And the way it's all lit up at night. And the children. They're everywhere, just... tiny people with no responsibilities but to be and to grow." And to sometimes play with eager 'dogs' who make an appearance at the playground.