[Dist listens, and makes various faces at her explanation. He was here before? No...that's not possible. He had no recollection of it. But she just said he wouldn't, didn't she? Hm.] All right, then...assuming that is correct. What...what was our relationship?

[That honestly shouldn't sound so awkward. Dist fidgets and looks away, his hand subconsciously running to the back of his neck and rubbing there, as if he could feel the bar code.] So our being here holds no other purpose than to be experimented on By these Malnosso people? And no one has stood up to them? That's rather counter productive, if you ask me.