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"Um... I think it's... I think It's a cartoon." Said Sadria. 

"What?" The other tech, Hanz, squinted at the other-worlder. It was a colorful equine alien. 

"My... Well... This kid that I know... In America... He watches this cartoon. 'My Little Pony'. It looks like it is from that."

Hanz and Sadria looked at each other in silence for a moment. The silence stretched out a little longer than it should have. In TRIDENT no one talked about their lives or the 'people they knew' before joining the organization. The long glance would be the only acknowledgment of the young woman's near slip-up. They both turned back to the subject and continued their conversation. 

"A kids cartoon?" Hanz was perplexed. "That isn't congruent with any of the others... Is it?"

Before the question was answered, Winston entered. The older portly man adjusted his glasses, flipped through the papers on his clipboard and looked at the 'subject'. 

"You two can go. I'll be here when he wakes up to conduct the interview."

Hanz and Sadria left. 

Wintson sat down in a chair. The equine-other-worlder was hooked up to a few monitors but was otherwise comfortable and lying in an over-sized cushion for a bed. It seemed the best way to situate the quadrupedal creature. 

When it awoke, Winston would be there waiting. Studying the notes on his clipboard.