"I was not doing nothing, Trevise. I was studying the Guardian Robots' minds, and trying to learn how to handle them."
"I know that's what you were doing. At least you said you were at the time. I just don't see the sense of it. Why handle the minds when you were perfectly capable of destroying them - as you finally did?"
"Do you think it is so easy to destroy an intelligent being?"
Trevise's lips twisted into an expression of distaste. "Come, Bliss. An intelligent being? It was just a robot."
"Just a robot?" A little passion entered her voice. "That's the argument always. Just. Just! Why should the Solarian, Bander, have hesitated to kill us? We were just human beings without transducers. Why should there be an hesitation about leaving Fallom to its fate? It was just a Solarian, and an immature specimen at that. If you start dismissing anyone or anything you want to do away with as just a this or just a that, you can destroy anything you wish. There are always categories you can find for them."
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