Clarify. Of course. They jerk their shoulders in a shrug, allowing their gaze to slide away from him, briefly - telegraphing their intent and their apparent lack of interest.

"You, of course." The words are slicked with ice. "As I've said - I have no particular snail in this race any longer, do I?"

Will he allow Clu near them any longer? Will he be torn between two loyalties, possibly forever?

A question for the ages, truly.