Getting a package with a, persumable doll, of yourself. Almost envokes a surreal sensation. Out of body in fact, if you excuse the horrible-horrible pun.
She was on standby in a box last time the process was demonstrated. She didn't see anything.
Either that, or the clone was of too low quality, and she suffered some memory loss. Or she doesn't need to understand the process anyway, because it's not her performing the transfer.
Either that, or the clone was of too low quality, and she suffered some memory loss. Or she doesn't need to understand the process anyway, because it's not her performing the transfer.