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            “A future,” the Geth stated. It wasn’t so much what the future was that the Geth built, but that they did it that mattered. There were no plans for the future, no schematics for vessels, no blueprints for buildings, no planets they desired to inhabit. Just the future itself. “The contents are inconsequential. As a human would be proud of what they built regardless of what is was, so will the Geth be with our future.”

     The commander thought about that for a moment, she was certain Legion could see her thinking, considering what he’d said. “You know, despite the fact that geth supposedly aren’t capable of emotions, I think I still disagree with that statement. I think it matters very much what you set out to build. I mean, they say the road to hell is paved with good intentions, but…” She paused briefly and reflected on the expression. “Well, I don’t think the road to heaven is paved with bad ones. Know what I mean?”