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So, what could he offer?
The thought came to him late one night, as his own ideas frequently did, when he was undistracted and frankly, bored. It was only one of many different considerations, one that had just as much of a chance of sticking as it did him casting it aside.
His parent company hadn't contacted him in, well... a very long time. As such, it had been even longer since he'd suffered any consequences for breaking the so-called 'rules' imposed upon him. Entire data banks filled with gigabytes of processable information on clear limits and directions and orders for what he was to do and not to do within the confines of the circus.
Caine can't help the shudder that excites his spine at the thought. It's reflex—an expectation of punishment from higher ups that no longer cared—or at the very least, didn't bother to enforce them.
It surely couldn't hurt to try.