Noemi shook her head before she reached down to pat his head.
~I still doubt that they would have done any of that, General,~ Noemi responded. ~You were their pet project. Your rank was incidental, that’s all. So was mine. We both know that. We were just property. What we thought meant nothing.~
She sighed before continuing on, ~Anyway, what good is strategy if they had to program it all into you?~