Liwei's tan, taut back musculature flexed subtly as he hunched over the fluorescent screen of a secondhand laptop. He leaned over the console from the uncomfortable perch of the passenger's seat. He and Mona had traded off between tours in and out of their parking places near the forest, searching for strong cell signals and scrounging for snacks at the local gas station. He had turned to using the internet on his phone to power the laptop he had snagged - now used as a surveillance unit for the Servals' network. Evidently, several days had passed in his version of canon, despite only a few hours transpiring in the forest. He ignored this paradox, instead focusing on a line of text, half buried in broken CSS. He jabbed the screen and nudged Mona. "Hey, M. Do you think we should warn those kids about..." He stared closer at the sentence. "Looks like they're planning to do another capture run."

Admi the compound nurse slid gently into the room beside the doctor, her sterile white plimsolls scuffing on the tiles as she came to a stop. She regarded the two children with a warm expression in the honey brown of her round eyes, just beneath a mask of concern. She spoke lightly. "Oh, you poor dears." She glanced over at the doctor. "I was sent. I'm assisting you."