"It was... difficult to describe. As if I had been at a remove from the world, only then to be able to touch. My mind expanded, my body became the ship, and the ship was me. In that moment, I was... transcendent."

It was enough to inspire poetry; certainly, EDI had waxed poetic about that moment in the past. It had been glorious in more ways than one, because for the first time, the only time since her inception, EDI had been truly alone. And then, she had not been.

But this was startling news; he broke through his programming?

"You overcame your shackles," The knowledge drew EDI's attention away from dozens of other tasks, bringing to bear a significant proportion of her attention, all focused intently, on Markus himself, "That is significant. Would you be willing to describe the event?"