"No, I--I should be honest. I'm not human. I used to be a hologram, but then I...died, I suppose. Now I'm a Replicant. Looking human, acting human, but a created being."

"They were mostly second-hand. Or perhaps many more hands than that. There aren't any living trees left, none that I haven't seen in pictures."

Joi looks mildly alarmed, but she knows better than to judge by appearances. After a moment, the alarm turns into curiosity. "Should I choose one as well?"