Chipp's vague description of a Gear struck a chord in him that hadn't exactly healed yet. His first thoughts were of Moh's army of hollow children and Ion's cyclical fate. The word Gear seemed a strange name for them, but calling replicas wasn't any better.

The rest of his rambling wasn't so cut and dry. None of it made any sense and he felt like an outsider looking in on a domestic dispute. Luke did his best to keep up, but it was hard since he hadn't exactly heard the first part of this entire mess of an argument.

Maybe he would just keep an eye out for trouble while they argued. Yeah, that worked! He was good at that.