"Hold on a second, are you saying some little robots had to decide if we were good enough for them?" Seth asked.
"Not in the case of the Earth cyborgs. You are what the T'xanians call abominations. Through the use of a neural interface, you enslave the nanotechs of another to work within your bodies. You are not considered a true choosing."
"Hold on, freaky girl. You mean our bots were slaves. We threw off the chains of slavery. We don't answer to anybody now but ourselves," Aramus said.
"You might not, but the nanos are still bound by the BCI you all have."
"You mean, the nanotech works without the brain chip."
"For those chosen, yes. As for you. . . " She shrugged. "My knowledge about your creation is incomplete. If you truly wish to understand, then you must speak to those inhabiting the T'xanian world."