"I wonder about those repercussions..." It was something Owen hadn't totally considered since the morning, but now that it was brought up—had he done something to break an invisible rule? He knew... something... must have happened. There was vague recollection there, even if the incident itself seemed to have escaped his memory. He frowned thoughtfully, then forced himself to move on.

Owen scratched at his cheek, head tilted far enough to make it clear he didn't understand how those tests would work even if he had no doubt that they would. He was educated in a lot of things, just not in formal education subjects themselves and, to be honest, he never really had the interest, anyway. "Maybe try that supply depot guy, Stieber. He seemed willing enough to talk the times I've seen him."