Set sighs, looking a little deflated, but pulls herself into a wry smile. Marianne and Canada are right, and Marianne is gone. Set looks at Canada instead. "It doesn't help us, really, Marianne is right. I just, I guess I'm an idealist of a different sort. I thought, I [i]still[/i] think that some Annunaki wouldn't support their gods and their chain if they knew it was a lie. We don't need them to come out and found a new government with us as the leaders, we just need them to doubt, to stand aside for us. If a few even helped, all the better."

She lets out another sigh and extracts herself from her perch on the table, settling into the couch instead for a moment, her long linen skirt folding over itself as she relaxes. "Marianne is right though, it's too dangerous now. If they know what we came for, they'll be able to figure out our plans. We can release some other scandals to distract them, there's hundreds of ridiculous stories here about sisters stabbing each other for their inheritance in secret. I think I'm still going to work on the verse. We need this info and it is [i]painful[/i] to read. The author obviously had delusions of grandeur. Maybe there will come a time when we should release it."

She settles back and actually looks at Canada. "So how about you, Canada? How was your night? You never even made it to the library, and I saw you ended up in the arena before a lynx smashed all the video screens. Everything going okay?"