She pulled up his holometric profile.
She knew his Mind and Body needed to be remodeled, topographically terraformed from the inside out to suit the new permeability of the atmosphere where they’d land, but she needed it to be him. They needed a precognizance of their relationships and data from everywhere and everywhen they’re ever been.
‘So we don’t forget,’ he said, as he had been uploaded into her ship and remodeled into its drive.
Every time she bioprinted a new body and template, he’d ask for a little change. To keep things interesting, so we don’t get bored. But she knew they’d never get bored of each other.