"In a nutshell, yeah." That'd been about it, basically. Though, perhaps the difference was more that all humanity considered itself cream of the crop, and while the rich are certainly taking the best benefits of the abuse of the gene, the poor aren't doing anything to stop it either. The advancements from KNs and genetic engineering has made everyone's lives better - except for those KNs. Deemed 'Mice' once the slur took a more official turn into actual terminology.

"There's been attempts, in the Houses, at least. You get riots here and there, but never enough to take the whole system down. Hell, rarely ever enough to bring a single House down. KNs only make about two or three percent of the global population, clones not included." Even with their physiological benefits, what can they really do? The clones are so brainwashed, or engineered to be docile, most often, that getting them to rebel takes a miracle, Andyr's thinking, as his mind touches on Miray. But normal society itself?

"As for outside, the slums suck, but no one's getting tortured." He'd lived there, before Hapsburg took him, and it was a shit time, sure, but people got by. The threat of trying to stand up to the Houses and the social elite, with their armies at beck and call and no governmental force with the balls to put them in check, just wasn't worth losing what you had. But that'd not his concern anymore, because Andyr'd already lost everything he had, and those people in his neighborhood couldn't step farther away from him when 'KN positive' was announced.

"It's not where I live anymore, so I couldn't give a fresh fuck. They're all screwed in the head anyway."