He frowns. "That's really annoying."

"Yeah!"

"By the way you never explained how you control your nanites."

"I don't know!"

"Oh. Well then you'd probably control mine, too."

"She didn't offer to assimilate you, did she?

"She did."

"...I think Miracle-hood is probably the safer route." 

She humpfs "She wouldn't let me change Maurice either."

"I don't wanna be controlled by you!"

"I don't think it would work that way. I mean, I think my baby blueprints would work, so that should."

"Why wouldn't it? You don't know how you control stuff, so how would you even transfer it over to me? And it's not like my cells have a special plaque with my name written on them."

"I can sort of make my nanites stop listening to me."

"Yeah but can you make them start listening to me and then not ever ever again start listening to you while they're listening to me?"

"...Maybe?"

"So no, I don't wanna."

"Well, I'm going to cart this lot off to be bed. Hannah, keep Sadde company."

"And don't turn me into nanites."

"I promise."

"You don't have to sleep," he observes when Zaneta zips away.

"Nope. I do sometimes when I'm bored, or want to skip to when the others are awake again. Dreaming can be fun sometimes."

"You can dream?"

"Yup. I remember my first dream. It was kinda boring, just me and Stan playing in the sand."

"Did you have to change anything in your head to be able to dream?"

"Nope!"