Koumyou is polite enough to blow the smoke in his lungs up toward the ceiling before he replies, at least, and not right into Yondu's face. What a champ.

"The kid has an implant in his brain, I think he threatened to hack it or something," Koumyou makes a vague gesture with one hand, holding the cigarette.

"I don't know the details. Nothing really happened, just the threat of it."

So far.

"Why did they replace it with anything?"