That was the evasive kind of answer Maine was used to from the Counselor and Florida. Which meant if he was lucky his old brother wouldn't kill him. Wouldn't that be something. No doubt whatever subdivisions of ONI were behind their respective projects would get into a little shouting match over that, but Maine didn't doubt Kurt would win. Next to an unaugmented human Maine was hard to touch. Next to his brothers and sisters, even his hand to hand wouldn't hold up.

"Need better security perimeter," he huffs as he follows. Not right that he got through. He wonders if this will just be walking him back to his room and locking him in until the Director and Niner came to collect him.

Doesn't mean he doesn't want to hear more. From Kurt. About pretty much anything.

"Any clue how the others are doing?"

Freelancer spends too much time cut off from the war.