Rick said, "There is a defect in your empathic, role-taking ability. One which we don't test for. Your feelings toward androids." "Of course we don't test for

Rick said, "There is a defect in your empathic, role-taking ability. One which we don't test for. Your feelings toward androids." "Of course we don't test for that." "Maybe we should." He had never thought of it before, had never felt any empathy on his own part toward the androids he killed. Always he had assumed that throughout his psyche he experienced the android as a clever machine — as in his conscious view. And yet, in contrast to Phil Resch, a difference had manifested itself. And he felt instinctively that he was right. Empathy toward an artificial construct? he asked himself. Something that only pretends to be alive? But Luba Luft had seemed genuinely alive; it had not worn the aspect of a simulation.