“Meus, gratias tibi, Hiro!” she had said. Context clues said that she was thanking him for the fish. However, he was curious as to what language she was speaking. “Gratias” sounded a lot like “gracias” so maybe there was a Latin root in there or something. He made a mental note of it and hoped that he would remember it later when he could write it down. Before he could say anything back, Hiro heard footsteps. Someone was coming He went back to his seat and pretended that he wasn’t paying too much attention to their big catch of the day. “Watanabe!” They had said loudly. It turned out to be one of his senior scientist, Jakob Turner. “Observe anything interesting?” “Oh... um...” Hiro hesitated. He wasn’t sure it would be a good idea to let him know about Kassandra. Not only would he get in trouble, but he wasn’t sure if they were going to treat her better or worse with this new information. They all seemed to think about their grand achievement in science more so than their own morality. Jakob raised an eyebrow. “Well?” “Oh.. nothing unusual.” Hiro lies, avoiding eye contact. If Jakob could tell he was lying, he didn’t show it. He simply shrugged and told Hiro to go to bed as he was going to watch it now. “Oh.. it’s not a big deal, I can stay up longer and keep watch,” Hiro said, trying to be as convincing as he could. “Go to bed, Watanabe.” He said more sternly. Hiro hung his head, gave Kassandra one last solemn look before leaving for the night.