She blinked at the correction. She wasn't entirely certain, but she suspected that this was the most words they had exchanged between one another for most of a year.<br/><br/>She nodded, letting him know that she had heard him and accepted the more accurate description. "So it's form is returned to its default state, but the data, it's memory remains?" She turned to stare up at the stage with the creation he planned to acquire. "I do hope buying it won't lead to unforeseen legal entanglements, though I suspect it would still be worth whatever you end up paying," she commented, not willing to come out and state plainly that she was certain the creature had been stolen, possibly even with violence. Witnessing what the auctioneer would do to one of his own for a mere demonstration left her less than optimistic that he'd legitimately acquired all of the slaves he was now selling off.