"Truly?" Delta looks surprised at that - the Director hadn't hesitated to claim all the AIs as his own creations in his own world, but perhaps there are more layers to it where the other Delta is from. "In many ways that may be superior. I am not fond of my creator."

Although--hm. He wonders if that means the siblings don't count Carolina as one of their number. Feeling his way around her until he solidly defined her as his sister was one of the more satisfying things Delta had accomplished.

And then he grimaces and splays his hands over his chest. "I will also note that this is not my original form. Before I came under the control of a corporation called Bifrons, I was an intelligence program." Well, technically he still is, just stuck in a human body.