Not a clone, he insists. Ava squints suspiciously. "A LMD? Body double? A skrull that's taken on your form to better blend into society?" There's just a lot of possibilities.

She raises her brows. "Well obviously I could take him in a fight," you know, despite looking a rather harmless scruffy nothing herself. "But he told me I must not read, while I was in the library doing research, and proceeded to to act like I'd never heard of Stephen King before. He has worse social skills than I do, and that's impressive because I was raised in a lab."