Jaime's fears weren't unfounded; Blue had misgivings not too different from them, even in his own way. Experience didn't mean an obliteration of doubt, but only the means to cope or compromise with it. Even all his years didn't prepare him well enough for the challenges Exsilium posed him, in any case; time travel? Other worlds? Sometimes it was still beyond the norm, even living with it as reality for such a time.

And there was still more to learn. Jaime's bond with a machine was still a foggy notion to him, and so the remark and gesture didn't connect the way it ought to. Blue frowned, his sixth sense only on the threshold of what deeper meaning and memory Jaime's confidence came from.

"You said you believe them able to grow and feel," he said slowly, wondering if that was it. If that was solely it. But if he were speaking of that unsettling transformation of his...? "What knowledge you have already...it will be valuable, doubtless."

Doubtless, but with doubts. He had contradicted himself without a second thought.