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He watched the lad eat as he talked wondering if they had bothered to feed him while he was held captive. "I can already speak like them" He confessed ignoring Sergio's outburst. He let that information settle into the boy, before thinking about his other question. It just made him laugh and shake his head. "Rights of an individual person? you make it sound like its some far fetch idea that our founding fathers did not have in mind. You are aware that slavery is constitutionally illegal?" He said taking another sip of his cup. "Hence why you were being sold in the black market, but I am not sure asking me what kind of employer I am. I like to think I will do what is necessary to get my agenda done. But yes you get your rights even when you are being a show off, or a brat or a spoiled rich kid in a cage. Just like I get the right to smack you in the head if you piss me off. Fair?"

Amused he moved away from the table. Careful not to leave his tea where greedy hands could grab it. Walking over to a pile of books he found one in particular that had hand writing in it and dumped it on the table beside Sergio's bowl. "If you want to learn to speak like them here is what I have of their language. I expect you to still go on scouting until you mastered it. No need to risk your life doing something stupid. Anything else?"