Another day, another Council meeting. They are mostly a waste of time, so far as she is concerned. Inconsequential babbling over the war effort. At least she didn't have to return to Korriban for this one. But now it's over and she can return to cataloging the shipment from Malachor. Some promising items in there.
Except... This isn't the turbolift. This is, in fact, a forest.
No response.
"This unit is OT-555," it says in a mechanical monotone.
The droid's arm fails to move.
"Interesting. That was not its original designation, but as far as its programming is concerned, it might as well be."
Here is a wavy droid.
"I was not sure if that would work. That it does is new information. I'll have to run some diagnostics." She glances at the still-waving droid and frowns slightly. "Stop that, and enter stand-by." It puts its arm down and the light in its eyes dims. Occlus nods.
"It - sort of suggests some droids cross a threshold and are people."
"Possibly. Though if that were the case, I would expect them to possess some sort of Force signature despite their mechanical nature."
"All living things affect the Force to some degree, beings capable of thought and emotion most of all. The difference between a person and a tree is great enough that I suspect the cognition plays some significant role there; if a droid had the same sort of subjective personal experience you and I do, that should affect the Force in the area around it."
"I guess the Force and fairy orders might draw the line in different places. Does my tree seem different than a regular tree?"
"Fair enough. Well, as far as I know personhood is the thing that fairy orders care about. Although they wouldn't work on my tree either."
"My tree's not a person, can't eat, and doesn't have a name. It's just sort of - attached to me in a way that I was wondering if it made a difference to the Force."
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