Downtime, Day 3 (0.2.0)
Prometheus stopped at the door. He knew something like this would take Noah directly, rather then one of his drones. However the fact was this had to be done if he wanted to save her. And regardless of what he gave up, regardless of what paths he took, and the men he dealt with.
It was all about saving in the end, right? Traditionally animals and medicine of course. Synthetic Necromancy wasn't the traditional path.
But if anyone deserved more time, it was Amy.
Entering the room, Prometheus greeted the Dragon with a nod, and then looked over the plan. Finally he said, "I understand most of this, but if what little remains of Amy's soul is moving on, what will be the spirit that the Synth clings to, to function?" He had never been sure exactly what or where the souls used in Synth craft came from, especially for those that were intended for robots...
But when they had a perfectly good soul... it seemed wasteful to pass it on. It was probably necessary, but still...