Pushing aside all the doubts he has about using the thing-- how to work it, how to work it to his advantage, how to carry the thing around from place to place without feeling burdened-- Sinclair smiles at Jack.
"Thanks, son. I can't say I ever would've found something like this on my own. I owe you one."
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"Thanks, son. I can't say I ever would've found something like this on my own. I owe you one."