Amy's stuffed rabbit was still on the table; he took it in his hand. "Do you think she remembers it?"

"What they did to her? I do not know. Perhaps she does."

"No, I meant before. Being a girl." He searched for the words. "Being human."

"I think that she has always been human."

He waited for Lacey to say more, and when she didn't he put the rabbit aside.

"What's it like, living forever?"

She gave a sudden laugh. "I do not think that I will live forever."

"But he gave you the virus. You're like her. Like Amy."

"There is no one like Amy, Peter."