She shivered again, as though shaking off an invisible insect. “Something altered your mind without completely destroying it. That’s more than just a cultural similarity—that implies either the underlying architecture is close enough to identical to the natives that implanting something new didn’t break you, or…” She got a little louder, apparently more excited. “Or whatever did it was able to extract the architecture of a human mind and adapt its edits to work with the new architecture. I’m not sure which is scarier.”