"Fucking obviously, if I have two different fucking bodies." York didn't like this conversation at all. Why couldn't he kick people out of his room? Out of his head? Hell, Viktor had such an interest in him when they first met, maybe there was some sort of malicious agenda or something.

"If my body gets damaged, we don't need my programming to fix it. No one here can touch my programming without my actual permission because no one here is my dad, nor do they have a computer capable of handling me." He shook his head. He was being stubborn but after the things he had seen and had personally experienced first hand, York figured he was in the right.