Narrator: The Serial Peacemaker's terapedos have what 31st-century munitions manufacturers describe as "Synthetic Intelligence." It's good marketing.
Terapedo: Objective confirmed. Teraport to target and match speed.
Terapedo: "Don't blow up yet." Sigh. Okay.
Narrator: Since artificial intelligence is considered on par with organic sapience, it would be amoral to build an artificial intelligence whose sole purpose is to die gloriously.
Terapedo: It's not fair. I can do a lot more than just take pictures. I'm smart! I can blow up! There'll be time for taking pictures later.
Narrator: Contextually, 'synthetic' means 'kinda stupid.'