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Souls. You have... souls.

[Why yes, that is what he latched onto. Sure, he was listening to all of that, and he's probably going to file it away for later. But that's the part he paid most attention to.]

[He shifts a little, looking uncomfortable.]

... can these be found? Or... created? Here?

[He tilts his head, watching the twitching, listening to the hesitation.]

If it bothers you... then don't call it anything? Not yet?

Ah, yes, as far as these things can be compared, especially as I've yet to see any proof of the concept of the human soul or spirit actually, unquestioningly existing, we do.

[Really, Jetfire understands why... but perhaps not precisely why Kagerou would latch onto this in particular. The other question brings him to pause, however, optics widening slightly and then his expression tightens somewhat, curious.]

Presumably. Perhaps now yet depending on how the sparks of the cybertronians here will be drawn from... where they come from, but if this Cybertron is to have a population of its own besides our... er, hosts, something like the Matrix... or the Well of All Sparks, perhaps, would have to be made, or it might already exist, merely inert.

[Another pause as Jetfire gives Kagerou a quiet, contemplative look.]

I presume you're asking for a reason?

[Nevermind that the most probable reason - wanting one for himself - would actually work. Kagerou isn't cybertronian, and how would it even work?]

Ah... Yes, so far, that's what I've been doing. Since I haven't had any further evidence one way or another.

[A small shrug and a brief glance away. This despite the fact that, all things taken together what had happened in the Well of All Sparks, they do probably consist of enough proof for someone fully following point A to conclusion B.]

[Well, those are better answers than nothing. Not exactly promising, but it's better than being told an outright "no".]

[He takes that all in. If he ever meets one of these beings -- one of those who brought him here, he'll ask them about this.]

No one here has said anything about it yet? No one's... found it?

[At the question, he falls quiet again, seeming to draw in on himself.]

Souls... can't be altered. Can't be changed. Can they?

[This is important. The Most Important part of the entire reason for asking.]

Then I see no reason for you to change.

Not yet, though I'm not sure if anyone's asked or gone looking. If it does, indeed, need to be constructed, as some sort of channel, I'd say Cybertron isn't, in general, ready for a wider population.

[He casts a thoughtful look around himseld, presently being outside and at the edge of Alpha Trion's lake.]

Though, that might merely be the impression I get considering I'm used to a much more... developed Cybertron, and there was no one - as far as we knew or could ask - that would have been old enough to have existed when Cybertron was young in my reality.

[There was, of course, the Council of Ancients... But even if the name idicated some implied age, it wasn't necessary that they all be old enough to have known of the "beginning", or near enough.]

Ah... [He tilts his helm and then slowly shakes it. Curious question-- No. It isn't. With the way Kagerou had reacted and then explained what "reformatting" meant to him, it isn't hard to figure it out.]

No, they can't. Any mind control, erasure or similar attempts at changing would be laid on the physical processor only, and while we're uncertain about what, exactly, and how much of memories beyond personality a spark contains, you can't change a spark's basic properties.

[He wasn't sure what Shockwave had done to Sunstorm, but clones did not necessarily become mirrors of their original. Kagerou's simple point that he shouldn't need to change (yet), has Jetfire briefly smiling, but they are, he can easily see, discussing something a lot more important to Kagerou, so he doesn't comment any further than a small nod.]

If you're all the same... species, then I suppose you wouldn't really need to ask, would you?

[All a bunch of robots with souls. They're all so lucky.]

Then... none of you can ever be erased. Unless you're killed.

[He hesitates. Actually curls up a little, studying something off-camera.]

Your engineer changed the engines on those here like me. Made them compatible with your fuel.

... could... the same be done... for the AI?

Not really, especially as I don't think most of us plan to stay if it at all will be possible to leave at some point. The differece here, I'd surmise, is that whereas the method for new sparks to enter the world would already exist elsewhere, here... it doesn't.

[Shh, Kagerou, friendship will fix everything, right??]

No, not really, no. When the frame is injured enough, the spark extinguishes - traditionally it's said to return to Primus, but there's no evidence of such an event taking place... We do know that enough damage to the frame makes the spark unable to stay anchored, however.

[Jetfire falls silent for a full klik, frowning. This was... well.]

... Perhaps. But how a human-made A.I would interact with a cybertronian spark would be an issue... as well as if your frames would support and not reject a spark chamber, which would be necessary to install if it was possible.

[This is, however, surgery and science on a level he's not sure he'd be willing to experiment with. If something went wrong...]

No, it didn't seem as if anyone planned to stay. I... know those from my world were looking for a way. Promising we could go back.

Why wouldn't it be here?

You're... like humans then. And us. Too much damage, we go offline. But if our AI remains undamaged, remains functional... then we can be rebuilt.

[He listens to that last part, silently.]

[It's really not what he was hoping to hear. He wanted a 'maybe'. At least.]

So there's no way then.

I haven't seen yet anyone who's planning on not leaving, no, but it might happen. [From what he knows... or can infer, perhaps he should be one of said individuals who wouldn't want to leave, but that... would disrupt the flow of things, wouldn't it? Or potentially so, anyway.

He can't have that on his conscience.]

Mmm, well. While it might be, the lack of pretty much anything I'd consider part of our usual civilization here, presently anyway, would suggest it hasn't come into being yet. Or it might be, and simply not active yet.

Otherwise we should be meeting cybertronians native to this reality beyond these Firstforged.

[Jetfire nods, pausing thoughtfully.]

Seems so. It does take a large amount of damage to make our frames non-viable for a spark; even seemingly lethal damage can usually be repaired... unless the spark chamber itself is directly damaged, or the processor is.

[At Kagerou's reaction to his hesitant speculation, Jetfire feels... somewhat bad. Not sure why, and he's still not sure he'd condone it to be done, but...]

Perhaps, perhaps not. The risks involved in finding out would make me advise against it, and compability issues would still be very real.

I have to go. I have... a promise to keep. And I doubt if I can do that, here.

[Since this is sort of before he was informed of Events back home.]

These firsts... they're the only ones here, from this world? None of you are from this one? You all come from others?

[That's really weird. Even he can tell that much.]

It's similar, then. More or less.

[He shrugs a shoulder, folding his arms around his knees.]

... I understand.

[But he doesn't like it. There must be another way, then. To... preserve himself from being erased.]

[He nods, certainly able to understand the sentiment, even if there hasn't been much chance to give promises of any type anywhere recently.]

It seems so; I was given indications that there had been some where before all of us who recently and are continuing to, arriving through the Lambda, but those came here as we did. Only our hosts belong to this reality as far as I can determine.

[only insofar as this Cybertron is obviously not yet really ready to support an actual population, their presence nonwithstanding. Actually... Jetfire frowns thoughtfully as he considers the fact that this is a very large pointer towards none of this being planned... By the Firstforged at least.]

Curiously so, though in other ways extremely dissimilar, since humans seems to be, besides their organic existence itself, very... fragile creatures.

[And there's nothing he can really say other than frown at Kagerou's curling up on himself, though it is concerning.]

So that's strange. There should be others in a world... besides these robots, shouldn't there? Or is there something I don't understand?

[Which wouldn't be a big surprise, all things considered. He's trying to understand this place, but it's been difficult.]

They are. Their frames sustain far less damage than ours.

Their... lives are easy to end, if we chose to.

[Jetfire smiles slightly and shakes his helm.]

This planet, while another version of my own is still home, and while young... No, I don't think there would be. Since it's not truly ready to be inhabited yet, it would make sense that whatever brings sparks in to this world isn't active yet to do so.

When it is, there will come others besides our hosts, but they will most definitely look similar... Though smaller, I would believe. As I think is obvious, our usual height is not close to even the shortest of the Firstforged.

[It could also be that Jetfire isn't very good at doing good explanations. He tends to be long-winded and complicated about it, instead of simple, after all.]

Especially as small as they are; we can inadvertently injure or kill even with a simple lapse of attention... [He lets a vent go with slight more force than usual. He hadn't really considered this at all when he and the minibots had planned their fight with Sunstorm, but he realized now that the humans on the construction site where Bumblebee (unintentionally) had gone down could have been severely injured.]

It doesn't make their presence here any better, as Cybertron is not made for them, not as Earth is... and even there they die easily.

Then... we've gone back in time? Somehow? Is that... possible?

You've seen them? I haven't seen any one of them. Not even the one who owns the building I woke in.

[It's all right. Kagerou listens, anyway. He might not respond much, but he does listen.]

... it's so easy, isn't it? To harm them. And their lives can't be restored. They can't be rebuilt...

[Whose life is more important? Human beings, or ours? ... Humans. We can be rebuilt.]

Have they been damaged often, here?

Not... precisely. I would rather posit that every individual universe is on its own timeframe, and while, perhaps, time can run differently between different realities, it could simply be that this universe is, on a wider, objective multiversal scale was created later than the ones each of us come from.

[We shall really hope you can get the bottom line out from that, Kagerou as while Jetfire talks, looking somewhat off-screen, he's... not at all aware this might end up hard to follow.]

Mmm, yes, I did. At least the one in whose... er, "temple" I have a room. Those I arrived with woke up out on the Junk Pile, not in the temples, and our hosts came to collect us personally.

[Neither is. Both are. Life isn't quantifiable, even with concern of relative fragility or ease of repair.]

Yes. It's something of a worry, especially as we lack many of the supplies and resources and knowledge to not just make their lives comfortable, but as safe as it can be here.

Not that I would doubt any Ratchet's ability to pick up the necessary knowledge, but still... ah. [Finally focusing back onto the screen and Kagerou, Jetfire shakes his helm.]

I haven't noticed any severe or lethal situations yet for them, so none have been gravely injured yet. That doesn't mean it couldn't... won't, happen however.

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