Oh yes, Indeed, She's beautiful. But that's always been the point. And yeah, she loves us. Just like she's loved everything that's ever been on her surface. She's grown them, nurtured them, hell, even protected them to a point. But don't let that fool you. To her, we are just temporary things that from the beginning she's been trying to kill. Killing she knows just as well as creating. Hell, she even kills TO create. She is a serial killer. No one's better. Or more creative. Like all serial killers, she can't help the urge to want to get caught. What good are all those brilliant crimes if no one takes the credit? So she leaves crumbs. Now the hard part, why you spend a decade in school, is seeing the crumbs. But the clue's there. Sometimes the thing you thought was the most brutal aspect of the virus, turns out to be the chink in its armor. And she loves disguising her weaknesses as strengths. She expects us to fight her, to catch her. Just so she can learn us just a little better for the next time, when she'll be able to kill off a few more than last time. Or until she decides to shake us off like fleas and start completely over just because she can and even then her ways will come out and she'll start killing them. I mean dude, she kept dinosaurs around for 165-ist million years before they made her bored or pissed. For all we know we could be just a cute cut-scene before the start of the next level for her. So whatever we do we gotta remember. Don't turn your back to mother nature for a second.