How familiar? [she asks, thinking of how they're hiding somewhere. It's a conversation that would be disconcerting to most people of this world. What if the neural implants could pass along someone else's personality? Their life and identity? She knows that some people think that's possible.

Hell, she thought it was possible—at first, anyway.]

Sorry, it's just—I need to know how much you know before I spell it out. I think your stack—it's malfunctioning in some way. [So, spelling it out might be as worrisome as "you're typically another man altogether." Clarke doesn't know how to deliver that blow kindly, so she's buying herself time. That's only fair, right?]