I've just recently caught up on the reading about your singularity ladies, and I love the idea. And even more so, the image they create, of the Victorian age, and the thought that they are just whimsical beings, marveling or questioning their whole 'story'. Not at all perplexed, negative, down about it, or anything so...typical. Just wandering and wondering within the world they now inhabit. And the fact we don't know what that is, makes it even more interesting. Just happy little beings, though I realize they ARE full sized. Such fun to ponder. (Though I'm glad I won't be here, if it comes to fruition. I like us as we are, foible-full beings of flesh and blood).