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>Sleggar: So you got your ass kicked by an Elementary School girl?
>Jerid: There was someone else in the cockpit with her! Even Bright can't fault me for uncovering these Zeons hiding out in-
>Sleggar: Mmm...that's a good burger.
>Jerid: Coach, come on! The only reason this is even happening was because of a bug in that combat system!
>Sleggar: You going to let your lunch go cold? Go on, eat something.

Scoffing in irritation, Jerid take a bite out of his burger. Reaching into his pocket, Sleggar slides over a receiver device with a picture of Amate's ID on it. Nearly choking on the meat sliding down his throat, Jerid points furiously at the image before him.

>Sleggar: Good thing we gagged you. Intelligence found this on the bag that one chick they were chasing had chucked away. Your absolutely certain this is the girl you say? Don't speak, just nod or give me a thumbs up.

Jerid beats his hand against the table, his thumb furiously pointed up.

>Sleggar:...Your lucky I want to see you succeed, you dumbass. We got a boogieman to catch.

Meanwhile, Amate keeps her hand locked around the tanned young woman's wrist as they ride the transit line to the Gen-Jen district.

>Amate:...You got a name?
>???: I-is this really the right place to be-
>Amate: Everyone here is a zombie. So...what is it?
>Nyaan:...Nyaan.
>Amate: "Nyaan?" Oh, your using a code name or something.
>Nyaan: I thought you said nobody on here would care if we talked?
>Amate:...Wait, is that actually your name? Nyaan?
>Nyaan: Don't make fun of it.

Amate lets out a small giggle as she further tightens her grip on Nyaan's wrist.

>Amate: You from Earth? Never heard a name like that before.
>Nyaan:...Is this a test? Are there others from your cell on this train-
>Amate: Sure, whatever.
>Nyaan:...I was from Side 2.
>Amate: Oh, another colonist then. Wait, how'd you slip past the blockade then?
>Nyaan: I was here before any of that even began...after my home was destroyed.