Riyan stared at the medical diagram on Vivienne's tablet—prefrontal cortex with microscopic Seeds attached like barnacles on a ship's hull. Each Seed no larger than a cluster of neurons, but positioned with surgical precision at decision-making pathways.
"Explain the Mirror Filter again," he said. "Detailed mechanics."
Vivienne pulled out a fresh container of fries from her bag—she'd brought multiple, anticipating a long conversation. "You really want the full technical breakdown?"
"Every detail you have."
She ate a fry. Organized her thoughts. "Alright. The Seed attaches to the prefrontal cortex—specifically the ventromedial region where moral reasoning occurs. It doesn't add anything to the brain. It prunes."
"Prunes what?" Riyan asked.
