"Do you feel no wish to remembered, after your final death takes you?" Tarantulas's voice is sympathetic; he doesn't take Vika's frustration with him to heart. These are highly esoteric concepts, after all; things he often struggles to articulate to himself, let alone another. "To leave some sign of yourself behind, a mark that says you existed. You mattered. I think the urge to reproduce must be like that...but it is only an academic theory. My own species doesn't do it, you see. Newbuilds are shaped by the planet itself, or else downloaded into mass-produced shells in government factories. It leaves us with a rather different social psychology compared to organics, I must say."