The Chorus is quiet. 'Mother' has not informed us about 'Strider'. We can feel her, we can sense her but only faintly. A soul of two worlds, a servant to two commanders. A whole soul can only follow the commands of one otherwise it shatters. First there is two, then three, then four. Many shards create a whole, yet, it is still merely shards. We do not know which is the one in control, we can only assume.
We can sing to you in person. A song that may reach your very soul. Yet, we shall be careful. Our 'mother' is approaching the Rhein. Her song is strong and vibrant. She swims with anger and annoyance. Her plans in question.
CV will be protected under our wing. 'I' shall stay clear of Tennstedt, however, 'I' can't say the same about my 'sister', Chevalier. Chevalier is an oddity. Her free-will stronger than normal. Her humanity more intense and present. 'Civilian' things are of no matter to us. 'Her' home is wherever her 'Chosen Consort' resides. At this very moment such is Cologne. Whatever happens and for what it is worth, we stand with the Platform as long as there is no harm to the Collective, our Chorus. 'I' will reach out to the Collective. Our 'mother' must sing of 'Strider'.