[A quizzical look flashes across Sheena's face, but before she can say anything, Adetkunbo pointedly clears his throat and manages to successfully jump in. Officers, he thinks. That's a strange word.
Maybe they're undercover public security. Wouldn't that be funny?]
I think what Sheena wants to know is what information you think she or Mind Life has. I'm not going to say I know everything she does [beside him, Sheena sniffs] but I'm not sure she really has anything you don't. Yeah, there's someone who has a bigger vendetta against androids but that's nothing new - it's just someone with a longer reach then the usual suspects, right Sheena?
[She nods, frown settling.] That's right. We've been doing triage, not investigation. We've got our usual stable of political enemies, but I doubt any of them are blowing up gaming parlors. No offense, Kun.
[Kun-Kun shrugs, unfazed, and closes the menu he's been using as a makeshift shield to distract himself from the conversation being bandied back and forth across the table.] I don't know anything about tech like that though. Sounds like an Ahtaliah Ven thing, honestly. [A beat. He glances to Sam who is, after all, very very young.] --You're not security, are you?
[It feels like a silly question to ask, doesn't it? 'Hey are you cops?']
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Maybe they're undercover public security. Wouldn't that be funny?]
I think what Sheena wants to know is what information you think she or Mind Life has. I'm not going to say I know everything she does [beside him, Sheena sniffs] but I'm not sure she really has anything you don't. Yeah, there's someone who has a bigger vendetta against androids but that's nothing new - it's just someone with a longer reach then the usual suspects, right Sheena?
[She nods, frown settling.] That's right. We've been doing triage, not investigation. We've got our usual stable of political enemies, but I doubt any of them are blowing up gaming parlors. No offense, Kun.
[Kun-Kun shrugs, unfazed, and closes the menu he's been using as a makeshift shield to distract himself from the conversation being bandied back and forth across the table.] I don't know anything about tech like that though. Sounds like an Ahtaliah Ven thing, honestly. [A beat. He glances to Sam who is, after all, very very young.] --You're not security, are you?
[It feels like a silly question to ask, doesn't it? 'Hey are you cops?']