"I still do not fit the seven requirements of life, which are: responsiveness to the environment; growth and change; ability to reproduce; have a metabolism and breathe; maintain homeostasis; being made of cells; and passing traits onto offspring." He replied.
"You fit a few of them, just not all," She replied, looking back out the main window and sinking back into her seat to get comfortable. It was going to be a long trip to Horath.
"Yes, and for something to be alive, it must fit all seven requirements, not just some." Zev argued. He wasn't exactly arguing, just pointing out the technicalities. As he always did.
Thesa rolled her eyes, standing up and walking out of the cockpit to grab her book before returning, "I know several people who don't fit all seven of those requirements that you would still consider living, so I call bull on having to fit all seven of those."
"What, the reproduction and passing on traits to offspring one? Those only apply to the species as a whole. Which means it still doesn't apply to me." Zev replied.
"Technically then, those ones do apply to Androids too, because you can be reproduced, or at least the other models can be." She sat back down unceremoniously and opened her book, clearly going to ignore him once again.
"Reproduction means sex, not building new versions. And androids cannot pass on traits to offspring, as we dont have offspring in the first place." He replied calmly.
She ignored him for a moment before sighing and looking over at him again, "I know what reproduction is, but sometimes, you have to look outside the box a little and not conform to thinking there's only one right answer, so technically, I was right. Reproduction of a android even by a machine is still reproduction, just not in the way you were implying."
"Technically, perhaps. Scientifically, no. I also do not have a metabolism, nor do I breathe, so that is another part that does not fit in the seven requirements for life." Zev replied.
"True, those two are a little harder to get around, but you can act like you have to breath." She flipped the page of her book as she read, playing the story out in her mind and trying to guess just how many times she had already read the book through cover to cover.
"Acting like it isn't the same as needing it." He countered, looking out the window and watching the stars go by.
Thesa shrugged, replying casually, "Never said they were." With that, she went back to reading, comfortable with the silence she was used to when traveling through space.
Zev frowned slightly, but did not respond. I don't understand humans. They say one thing, and mean another. It does not make sense.
For the time being, there wasn't much she had to watch out for out the front window, though Thesa felt more comfortable just staying in the seat incase there was anything urgent she needed to take care of.
Zev closed his eyes, turning his thoughts and attention inwards so he could create a file. He was creating some extra commands for himself for while they were on Horath, so that his body would fake a heartbeat and breathing.
(timeskip?)
(sure)
(Just gonna go three days or so ahead, when they would be getting close to Horath)
Thesa woke up with a start, blinking blearily as she realized she had fallen asleep in her seat in the cockpit. "Crap," She mumbled, rubbing her eyes and looking at the controls to make sure nothing had gone terribly wrong. Her seat had become her new home, like it usually was during smuggling, the only time she left was to eat, use the bathroom, and sleep if she hadn't already fallen asleep. Nothing seemed to be going haywire and she looked around next for Zev, not knowing if he was wandering around the ship or not.
(ok)
Zev was over at the dataport, learning as much as he could about things as he could. He was trying to learn more about mimicking human behavior, so that he wouldn't give himself away. He also was learning more about the galaxy and how it had changed while he had been stuck on the Daedalus.
Slowly, she got to her feet and stretched, yawning while making her way into the rest of the ship to find him and some much needed food. She spotted him out of the corner of her eye at the dataport and waved while heading to the storage room. All she wanted to do was get to an actual planet, get the parts for her ship, and then find Alexi. But first, she needed to not starve to death before she could meet her childhood idol.
Zev caught the movement, though didn't return it. After a few more minutes, he unplugged, standing. He looked around for Thesa. "How much longer until Horath?" He asked her when he found her, face blank, as usual. Rare was the day when he showed anything like emotion.
"If we don't run into anything, maybe several more hours? I have to request permission to land, but with luck that won't take long and we can be docked by tonight." She yawned as she prepared some food, something that looked and smelled like some type of pasta.
Zev nodded. "I see." He replied. "Thank you for allowing me to come with you." He added, looking at her with that blank stare. He seemed to sometimes not remember, somehow, that she had told him not to do that. Which was odd, as androids weren't supposed to forget things.
Thesa nodded and waved a dismissive hand, "Yeah, no problem Zev." She looked over at him with food in hand and noted that his blank stare was back. She shrugged and walked by, heaning back to the cockpit and calling out, "You're doing it again bud, your creepy staring thing."
Zev nodded, then blinked, trying to stop. "Oh. I am sorry. I'm trying to stop doing that but it seems to be a part of my programming." he replied, following her back to the cockpit.