[He doesn't know much about philosophy-- they'd received no formal education, after all, nothing beyond what was deemed necessary for them to adequately execute their role. A lot of what he knows has been gleaned from books that he technically isn't encouraged to look at, and as such it's limited to the things that interest him or which he's been able to get hold of.
Still. He has his own ideas about things. Or perhaps more accurately, the ideas that have been drummed into him by those who made him.]
Would you call that a person?
[And he motions with one pale hand towards the discarded blade.]
I'm really no different. Don't let appearances deceive you, now.
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Still. He has his own ideas about things. Or perhaps more accurately, the ideas that have been drummed into him by those who made him.]
Would you call that a person?
[And he motions with one pale hand towards the discarded blade.]
I'm really no different. Don't let appearances deceive you, now.