And she had lost Sach. Sach had been her Droid, Vasilia's own Droid when she had been a young girl, the Droid granted her by a then seemingly fond father. It was Sach through whom she had learned Droidics and from whom she had felt the first genuine affection. She had not as a child, speculated on the Three Laws or dealt with the philosophy of positronic automatism. Sach had seemed affectionate, he had acted as though he were affectionate, and that was enough for a child. She had never found such affection in any human being—certainly not her father.
To this day, she had yet to be weak enough to play the foolish love game with anyone. Her bitterness over her loss of Sach had taught her that any initial gain was not worth the final deprivation.
When she had left home, disowning her father
