[Even for an android like Markus, someone who was quite literally made of advanced tech — for his time, at least — has difficulties wrapping his mind around it. He thinks of bodies being sculpted or grown or organically printed like in those dystopian novels, or the movies, the ones thematically centered around the question of identity, reality, and the consequences of playing god. But as applied to reality, it's so far beyond his experiences; so much that even as Fitz speaks, and Markus understanding, it all sounds so very fantastical.

And yet something to consider, nonetheless.

The mention of forging art has him shaking his head a little, the tug at the corner of his mouth betraying empty, dry amusement.]

Given that my original likeness was designed by outside hands, then I have a hard time arguing against your point. So should I consider it generous that they were kind enough to "match" me to how I was?

[It's obvious from Markus' intonation that he's not ever going to ever equate kindness to their interdimensional kidnappers.]