Dustin opens his mouth a faction to ask 'what kind of cloning,' but Omega beats him to the explanation. Apparently, she means the sort where they essentially print humans as military fodder. His brow furrows, conflicted between if he should be concerned at the flippancy of such an act, versus fascinated that they managed to pull it off with such efficiency. Feelings are complicated, so he ends up landing somewhere in the middle.

"So...what were they doing, still?" Dustin asks, tilting his head. "If funding was pulled for their cloning projects, and they had all those soldiers going unused. Did they convert over to something else? Mercenary work?"