“Ah, you’ll need this then.” The boss jangled the keys from inside the kiosk.

“I did it!” The little girl burbled with delight.

“Well done, princess! Now we have to go. Come along.” The man collected up his daughter like a tiny-tree dwelling animal clasping his chest and floated from the little room. He trained his eyes on the pair.

“But first, I think you need to explain yourselves.”

Light, who was holding supportively onto Senjen, looked up at him.

“W-what? What do you mean?”

“You thought I’d forgotten that all this happened when you gave me that file? That [i]they[/i] show up minutes after you?” He chuckled through gritted teeth. He looked at Senjen.

“You had the file in your head. Are you working with them, synth?”