When You See White Mice

[Erremnart]

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"Damien, I can tell when you're lying.", Virginia said amusedly, "Don't you remember how I looked inside you during our first meeting at Fontana?". She pointed at his face with her left hand, "It's all written on your face. Different colored skin around your jaw and cheeks, you're clenching them a lot.", she pointed with her left index finger around his mouth at the slight changes in skin color she perceived with her innate tetrachromacy.

She then folded her hands at her sides, "I'd lend you my laptop, but that would be useless - we're still using our original network protocols, but maybe I could find a spare one aboard the Roanoke that your people could patch to work with what you need. It's a military laptop, so it's designed to be repaired or modified by an untrained monkey with a knife instead of a screwdriver. As long as you don't need some fancy graphical features on it.".

"Well... I can stay here, I have a day off anyway - the Roanoke can't go anywhere, the whole senior staff went overboard with the celebration, not just me.", Virginia pouted her lips slightly, though it was obvious that she was still in terrible headache and it was evident in the way she spoke - she spoke unusually quietly, making the most economical, laziest movements she could. "Unless Fort Ramsey itself is attacked, no one will get us anywhere.".

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