Oh, Johann know's it's tempting, because one of them already took it.

"The deal is that I would remove it," he clarifies. "Not that you'd get a clean one. Now, your identification is connected to everything—so that makes the whole job a little harder, hmm? Besides, there's someone out there that wouldn't like me messing with it. Oh no no no, even if that does make it tempting."

There's a little eh that comes from across the intercom.

"What makes you think I can't hack your brain, otherwise? Come now, you haven't a clue what I can do. But I'll do you a solid, how's that? Why did you want a clean implant?"