One last chance to become a

"What do you want!?" Siora barks at him. "Isn't this humiliation enough?"

Tav chuckles. "Ah, ya see, I gots ta ask you's one last time. Ya sure you's not gonna be slaves?"

It's your turn to spout back this time. "Of course not! Why would we want that?" you retort.

"Well's ya see, I tried tellin' you's earliah. If you's say yer slaves, then you's become merchandise. An' we ain't allowed ta touch merchandise. Now if you's ain't merchandise, yer just captives. An' there ain't no rules fer captives." He crosses his arms and scowls as you and Siora turn to each other, each giving a final consideration of his offer.