"Regeneration." she repeated. She knew what the word meant but how it applied to being she was unsure of even with his explanation. "So that means I can do this too?" she asked before she took her turn to explain.
"Yes Father. I'm a child of the machine. A tissue sample was taken and through the process of progenation I was born. All the same DNA just arranged a bit differently. So I'm just like him... and you I guess." her brows knit as she thought for a moment. "So I guess I have two Dads. Does this make me a lucky girl or someone with a complicated family?" her experience with family was a bit off since it wasn't really understood by the children of the machine. The word had meaning yes, but there wasn't experience to back it up but not the emotional meaning one would think it had.