*Enoch looks strained, his features tight, and there's a hint of indignation in his tone.*

Aren't you and I human?

"Souls in our world are defined as the self."

It's true in my world as well. Does it matter what his body looks like? Or are we only golems of metal and film and nothing more?

*There's a noticeable shift in his look - he's playing back replies as he records and he realizes Jason has already said the same thing. Oops.*