"You care about him," Anakin said. He paused, but he was no longer playing with his chopsticks. "But what is your identity separate from him?" he asked. "What is his identity separate from you?"
"What's his job? What's his hobby? I've never seen him post to the Network. What's his programed age? Is he an infant? ... But he saved your life? Is he a child? Why does he need a babysitter?" Anakin didn't ask this with a chance to let her answer, he wanted her to think first. "He's the sentient A.I. you are so worried about. But what are his wants and needs when you take every human out of the equation?