I then commenced to check on other details, and realized, not only that he could have been guilty, but that it was almost certain that he was guilty?  
Vor didn't know how to react. Lower-caste humans on the Synchronized Worlds all knew their places, and she couldn't be a trustee, like himself. No other slave had ever spoken to him in such a manner. As a reward after his numerous update missions, Vor had been granted the services of pleasure slaves, women assigned to warm his bed. He had never asked any of them their identities. I want to know your name because I wish to remember it, he said, at last. He found something intriguing about this exotically beautiful woman and her unexpected defiance!