Warp: *nods* I never even knew how long I had. Judge's gavel came down, I got a collar locked on my throat, I was /beaten/, an' they dragged me out ta my first slave market. Nobody'd tell me /anythin'/, not then an' not after. Police'd just shrug me off an' say that was between me an' my master, an' masters always /beat/ if I ever tried ta ask 'em. I...I thought maybe I'd just been condemned for life. *finally looks up at Zero again* TC's squad is different, though. Even before he joined 'em. They've been workin' on buildin' a database ta /track/ slaves so that /someone/ checks on 'em an' makes sure they get released when it's time.