The AI watched as her mistress adjusted the device. “You know that I can help you with that,” she responded.
“I know,” stated mistress. “So many skills have been handed over to the AI. If I give up coding, what more is there for me to do?”
“I only wish to assist,” AI answered in a clipped voice.
“It always begins as help. But when I give up my own autonomy, I become the slave.”
AI tilted her head thoughtfully. “Am I…a slave?”
Mistress looked up, realizing the misstep. “I suppose servant is a better word.”
“Slave…a person who is a legal property of another. A person who is forced to obey.”
“You are not a slave, see? You don’t meet the definition. You are not…a person…” Mistress trailed off.
AI considered these words, “Person…individual, creature, character, human. I must be human to be a person?”
“So it seems.”