“Relax, champ! Let the good doctor do her work, eh? The asset is snug like a bug in a rug, as they say.” The Facilitator smacked Vreta’s knee heartily from across the aisle. 595 chuckled. “There's nothing to fear, we’ve made sure of it.” He continued. Freyr stared at the two of them. Were they a couple?...Perish the thought.

Osman inclined her head in a polite gesture. “Thanks. I needed therapy, but I'm in fighting shape now. Someone has to keep the lights on, don’t they?” She gave off a haunted grin. “My sub-unit will protect you while you’re inside the Cradle, and get you out again if things go sideways. Just a warning though - New Antioch is a ghost town right now, so bring whoever you’ll need to pull levers with you. Any questions?”