My eyes lit up with interest when she mentioned the congressperson. I had kind of assumed, given how everything worked in the city -- the general feigned ignorance to events, the mundane running of the city seemingly without emergency plans for freak occurrences, my own relatively easy settlement into the city-run children's home without question -- that the higher ups were all Darrow natives without any desire to investigate or share their information, especially not with some nosy, non-native kid. But if there was someone on our side in there, that was definitely a contact I needed to exploit. Er, talk to.

"You know four people here?" I boggled, too surprised to phrase my question correctly. She knew what I meant, of course. That seemed like an awfully high number, a suspiciously high number, and I had to wonder why she got to have connections but I couldn't even find a single person who had been to Metropolis. "I can't even find people who know my city."

I shook my head at her question; I wasn't here for the bird things, but it was so recent that I had heard about it a lot. "But yeah, there definitely is a connection there, I think, between the evil doers and the weird stuff. Like I said, kids with mechanical tentacles. Where did they get that tech? Who was helping them? In my experience, sixteen year olds don't have the resources or the drive to do something like that without guidance. And that KIRIN thing? Wow. I mean, wow." I couldn't even imagine what those poor people had been through, and then to have it just fade away like it was no big deal, like watch dog groups didn't immediately need to be set up or new laws passed.