A response arrived. Sakaane set aside the documents she’d been going over and turned her attention to it.
The contact was getting closer to obtaining the item she’d asked for, but—and she couldn’t help the small smile of amusement that tugged at her lips—had also taken the time to express something unexpected.
This device you seek is indeed a nasty piece of work, the mail said. The artifact seems, from my admittedly narrow understanding of you, out of character. Are you sure you want me to find this device? Are you willing to live with the costs of my search and its results?
She paused then to think about it. Those questions had returned to her over and over in the last week. It was touching, actually, that her contact felt this concern for her and her principles, given what she planned to do, and given the status of their association.
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