"Fair enough," I reply, just as bluntly. Far be it from me to judge how anyone seeks to make a living, let alone in a city that has literally taken its citizens from other places. I need to start looking for work, myself, though I'm hardly rushing to throw myself in front of cameras of any kind.

I raise an eyebrow at his words. I haven't yet met many people who come from circumstances that remind me of the Chicago I've left behind. This man before me could have been one of the Factionless, back when that system had still been in place. "Sounds like my home," I admit with a shrug. "Only less government officials experimenting on people because of their damaged genes."