" How do you know the body only holds one soul, it could hold tens of thousands.”
“Really?”
“My body is container for thought history of another. Although we do not recognize any separateness, we can work on same problem—two for the price of one, as you humans say.”
“And you believe this—why?”
“You ask if Ansebe has a soul—perhaps artificial is just a name—not what you believe artificial to be. No human could ever create life without a seed, yet I was made from just an egg, and a little knowhow. To answer questions of the soul, we ask, do we exist, are we real? "

― J.L. Haynes , Zara Hanson & The Mystery of the Painted Symbol