Jasmine sniffed and paused to wipe her eyes. She could understand his hesitations, of course. When someone came in to find a replicant that was just like their departed, they worried that it would seem to be some fake robot or encounter some kind of issue that had nothing to do with a human whatsoever. But in fact, the replicant would have all the previous memories of the one it was replacing. The same voice, the same mannerisms, the same personality down to a T.

"You won't lose him again, Alois." Jasmine said, soberly. "He'll be just like your---our---Sam. He'll talk like Sam, look like Sam, feel, smell, be Sam. Replicants are more human than you think, Alois. Once you give me the DNA, I'll be able to bring him back from the dead looking and feeling amazing, and he won't want you to feel bad. Remember when you two were talking about working on technology to possibly replace his legs someday? He was curious about it but didn't want to change if you didn't want him to. That little bit of him will still be there. And he'll love you as strongly as he ever did." She paused to take a breath, steeling herself. If anything she wanted to see Sam again. She wanted to see him, hear him and hug him as much as Alois, though he probably didn't know how much she was hurting as well. Jasmine had always been good at hiding her more emotional pain.