[ That is...an interesting turn of phrase. The clones in their creche were sheltered, yeah, but they were still socialized by Jacksonians. They learned to speak like them, learned to think like them. And so the word owe pricks up his ears. Talk of loyalty is foreign. Talk of kindness more so. Talk of debts...
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He sits back very slightly in his chair. ]
What would you owe me, exactly?