"Well, we're all made, aren't we? In one way or another. They just tried hard to design you to be the exact way they wanted, which..." Nuriko narrowed her eyes, shaking her head. She didn't like the sound of it, even though it was hard to articulate why. Was there something wrong or immoral about trying to shape a person in a certain way?

Yes, if it meant they wanted a tool.

"I'm glad it didn't work out for them. Each person should get to be their own person. They should be the first person to determine their destiny. People don't belong to other people." Nuriko lowered her head, resting the side against her knees. "At least, not like that. Was it hard, getting away from them?"