Karma watched as the clone came to then subsequently exited the chamber, fluid still dripping from his body. His concentration broken only by the opening of a locker containing a long sword and some clothing. The clone strode over to it calmly, although his muscles were rather shaky from just being used. Karma marvelled at how he already knew how to walk. Going by Weiss' information, the clone was grown within that chamber and had never been released. He didn't doubt that Professor Hojo, Shinra's Head of their Science Research Division, had had a hand in his creation.<br/><br/>He listened intently as the clone spoke. Karma waited a moment before replying, trying to judge his disposition. Were he likely to attack, the clone would be holding the sword, which Karma could clearly see was Sephiroth's own Masamune, in a more readied manner. He relaxed his grip on his own blade a little, not wanting to give off a bad vibe. "I am Karma." He stated, purposefully neglecting to mention his surname should the clone somehow remember his father. "And I believe it would be more adequate for you to ask: What am I?"