[ Close to asking if he's sprouted an extra head, eventually the other man says something rather than just staring and Rye's opening for a sarcastic interjection disappears. It's probably for the best, and he's more curious about the kind of place this stranger has originated from where people still comment on how much information the Powers That Be might have on them. A place where living off grid doesn't seem to be in protest of anything.
Where he's from it's most certainly a given the government know all about their 'constituents', to the point where the general population has just given up, stopped protesting it. Not Rye, though. He does his part to stick it to the man, as they say. ]
You do have a point.
[ Nice of him to agree, obviously, he's not a complete bellend. He doesn't always have to be a contrary nightmare. ]
The question isn't how much they have - they likely have it all. The question is where are they storing it? Behind what kind of security? Wouldn't you like to see all the information they have on you, Mr Charmingly Luddite-esque?
Of course, I can let you know every sordid detail they have on you when [ not if ] I find it.
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Where he's from it's most certainly a given the government know all about their 'constituents', to the point where the general population has just given up, stopped protesting it. Not Rye, though. He does his part to stick it to the man, as they say. ]
You do have a point.
[ Nice of him to agree, obviously, he's not a complete bellend. He doesn't always have to be a contrary nightmare. ]
The question isn't how much they have - they likely have it all. The question is where are they storing it? Behind what kind of security? Wouldn't you like to see all the information they have on you, Mr Charmingly Luddite-esque?
Of course, I can let you know every sordid detail they have on you when [ not if ] I find it.
[ So much for not being a dickhead. ]