"Nova, the way it works, you'll be fine. Jupiter will still have an influence on your ideas, just not as much as you." Python crosses his arms, shifting his footing a bit. Dean speaks. "So she's gone? Or half dead, waiting for this....robot to die?" Python nods, knowing where this conversation is going. "I'm just about sure the human part of my thoughts is dead....but the way a supercomputer, or in this case, an AI, works is it literally bonds and changes itself to imitate the conscious." "English...mother-blam!-er, do you speak it?" Python chuckles and responds. "Basically, the more they think, the more they become Jupiter. But she'll still have these badass AI powers and stuff." Dean nods. "Why? Nov- no, I want Jupiter to answer this. Do you want to do this?"