“[i]Two days[/i]. We’ve been given two days to prepare for the most consequential trip either of us may ever may.” Ruk corrected Senjen. “And one of those days is going to be spent with Jess fiddling around with your insides.” The sounds of merriment were ramping up as the evening progressed. Some glass smashed to raucous laughter. Large bugs buzzed around the long strings of festoon lights.

“Besides, even if we have time its not like we’ll be able to just find Vitality. You saw tonight – she is secretive and careful outside of her inner circle at the FGC. I never hear anything certain about her, only rumours.”

She sighed again and ran her fingers, such as they were, through her ruffled feathers. Then she looked Senjen dead in the eyes. “Listen to me, its sweet that you think I might be some special ace in the hole, but really I’m nobody special. I help people feel better. I understand people; my Sthrirad is healthy. Apart from that I’m out of my depth. You just know this Seraphim is going to be a sociopath, all the new AI specialists are. Maybe I’m a good counterweight to her, or maybe i'm not. Who knows!”