“After all,” she said, “you’re an integral part of this. You killed the wild type for us, Jack.” “So the benign type could flourish …” “Exactly, Jack. So the benign type could flourish. And create a new synergy with human beings.” “The synergy that you have now, for example.” “That’s right, Jack.” She smiled. It was a creepy smile. “You are, what? Coexisting? Coevolving?” “Symbiotic.”
