Cam catches a summons while he's in the middle of Atriama. He's seen it before, it's fine.
"I think I had it paid down to thirty-some gold but the last few months - I'm not exactly sure right now. City hall has my account."
"They will probably want to know who the fuck you are. It's, uh, lemme think - thaaaat way? Wait no," she points a quarter-turn off her first guess, "over there."
"I'm trying to think of established people who we can bribe or sponsor into manumitting her themself, to skip on a bit of bureaucracy for now even though we shouldn't expect that to work in the long term - I'm somewhat loath to contact people my components knew personally, for the time being - "
"It's good to be doing it again with voices. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Deeply harmful not only to its direct victims but to those who enforce and support the institution, and to future generations: while it exists it causes souls who will eventually join the One to fail to flourish in life through either their oppression or their enabled cruelty, leading to all of us having a less benevolent and effective god reigning above than we otherwise would. Has useful functions regardless, some of which should be replicated when it's replaced by a less abusive system."
"Great, cool, nice spiel, can I get your help with buying and manumitting my electrical grid consultant? I don't have a legal identity and it seems like one might be called for."
"Great. Is Londinium city hall convenient to you? We can meet there and have the rest of this conversation in person."
"It is not urgent on a scale of hours. I can come pick you up, or you could maybe recommend me a local friend who also has a legal identity or something."
"I can find someone near you who my network will vouch for within the hour."