Kanner waited for eveyone to be seated, tapping a sequence into his own personal data interface before he handing it to Querl. "This is a virtual copy of most of them. The rest I can access when we return to the new Hotel, later in the afternoon."

He sat back, looking out one of the windows before turning his focus back to those sitting with him in the vehicle. "You'll actually find the answer to our coping with mutations and data loss in those files. It's been an ongoing field of study for centuries by now. The more you learn, the more you realize there is still left to learn."

A brief smile, as if this thought in and of itself was pleasing. "Doesn't make up for knowledge lost in other areas, if our scientific records are better kept. Different groups prioritizing diffrent knowledge subsets." One financial, the other more social. "If you'd like a hard-copy of files, I can put a request in, likely have them by this evening. The Universities tend to work with us when we ask them to." Like in loaning materials.

Kanner folded his hands into his lap. "People thought that, yes. Inevitably people always do. Yet you're looking for programs to object, or the people those programs support? At a certain point, quality of life standards plateaued, leaving the average person better off than they'd ever been historically." Implying what -- who would protest? And what would they be protesting?

Or agreeing with Ildraniath.

"General procedure is to clone individual organs themselves. The organ's life-span partly depends on use from the individual, but an average would be close to fifty years. Depending on the organ. If you search for 'Organ Replacement Plans' on my device, you'll see what some of the top companies offer these days. I'm told it's impressive." A small tug of his lips upward. "I tend to agree."

What it did mean, when you had a population that lived this long, was organ replacement happened fairly regularly. And organ abuse... well, one didn't worry too much on their poor habits. They didn't need to.