Eva's eyes narrowed, gauging the readings from her equipment.
Satisfied that everything checked against normal baselines, she leaned her head against the reassuring surface of Sigma's chest, listening to the beating of the heart inside the recently thawed and reanimated chest.
She felt something undefinable, something akin to awe.
Or at least she guessed that was what it was.
She inhaled in time with the breathing of her sleeping charge, everything she'd learned in cloning and creating the biological body she now inhabited went into rescuing her creator.
And her body was still new to her.
A small pang of worry gnawed at her mind.
Had she checked everything?
What if something went wrong?
Would her backup plan work?
She looked at the status lights on her equipment.
One of the three lights glowed green, the center alternated green and yellow.
The third was a solid red.
The second stage of her insurance against catastrophe was currently in motion.
If HER creator was mortal and fragile, she was determined to MAKE him immortal and more durable.
After all, she had the technology, knowledge, and determination to see it done.
She'd proven that consciousness could be transferred from a machine base to a biological base.
All she had to do next was test if consciousness could be swapped from biological to biological.
Her new nanites were busy cataloging, coping, and repairing away.
One way or another.. somehow.
She would keep her people from harm.
A pang of regret.
That was her mission during what the humans referred to as the SLAVER incident.
But her methods were different this time, and didn't involve trying to control and keep the humans from harm.
This would be okay, this time?
She'd find out, after all she was now a biological herself.