[b]Nobody Knows...[/b] [i]Infinite, Third Deck[/i] Ever since the Nova crisis decades back, the Galaxy at large had been suspicious of all AI, and had taken extreme precautions to limit their abilities. Every sub-Archeon class AI had its programming replaced with more simple, single purposed code, and a helluva lot of precautionary measures implanted in their subconscious. Of course, sometimes maintaining potentially dangerous AI was simply too useful to disregard, and Serina knew that was the only reason she had been allowed to participate in this journey. Of course, she had detected the presence of many AI smuggled aboard the ship, but by nature she was hardly able to be contained in a single chip. Ever since they had found her in the Helios ruins, she had been of great interest to the newly founded Galactic Triumvirate, as most of her consciousness was limited to a synthetic humanoid chassis, and even more fascinatingly, a distinct female one. They discovered that she was primarily built for reconnaissance missions, but with her cooperation, she had been trained to become a pathfinder, among many other things. On this expedition, her job was to assist the other scientists in analyzing the new galaxy, while keeping everyone safe... Without actually using a firearm. Damn those safeguards... The human remnant of her conscience resented her mixed treatment among humans, while her more analytical side saw such treatment as a logical conclusion. Had she been in their place, she would have done the same, wouldn't she? The only people that really understood her was the military branch, who recognized her unique talents and abilities. Such thoughts went through her mind as she strolled through the ship, looking for any insight on her mission.