She pulled down the visor and looked at herself in the mirror. Human eyes. Synthetic skin. A face that Daniel had designed twelve years ago, based on a photograph of a woman he once loved—a real woman, who had died in an accident before Clara was ever assembled.

: Version 0.210 follows a series of incremental updates (such as v0.209) that slowly build out the overarching story "parts".

Clara blinked. She had been staring at the window, at the rain streaking down the glass. “Am I? Sorry, sweetheart. Eat your pancakes.”