Velvet shrugs. "It's not about limitations," she says, "it's about what you want."

She turns and starts to walk away from the table. She doesn't look back to see if he follows. "Of course there's things that some people aren't capable of. But they should know what it is they want, so they can fight for it anyway."

Then she pauses to look over her shoulder at him. "Maybe that robot can't make a normal quiche with its hands. But if it never knows how it could make a quiche, then it will never do more than mimic a real meal. Even these 'robots' must have their pride."