As Ezandinius and Theoria continue onward, Architect Quintino cuts them off while hurriedly whispering something in Theoria’s ear. While Theoria glances between Quintino and me, Thokozani nudges me. I look over at her, and she says, with a serious look on her face, “They talk like this place is some kind of paradise, but I’m worried. How about this: you watch my back and I’ll watch yours. Is that okay?”
“Like the old days?”
She scowls and says, “Don’t even bring that up.”
Just after she’s scolded me, Kiyoko walks up to us and addresses Thokozani directly while ignoring me completely, “I’m coming with you,” she says. “The guy I’m looking for is supposed to live somewhere in between the Art District and the Experimental District.” Kiyoko then points her spear at me and, with a dark look i
