"Can you tell why I was made?" Dahj said. "Can you tell why they programmed me to go to Daystrom to study us? Why they made me think I was human? Can you tell anything true about me?"
Dahj didn't know if she wanted anything to change because she could not tell what she was to begin with. What if she needed to defend herself? To keep them safe? But what if she was wrong somehow? Perhaps the idea of having her program messed with should have terrified Dahj, but instead it created more questions and anxious possibilities.
"Was your daughter— did they make her the same way they made me? From another android?"