In talking with Jesus, I thought I was feeling more confident in setting out since most of the shit I should pay attention to were pending—and in this case, I didn't need to have direct involvement concurrently because Jesus himself was asking for more time, and just wanted to give an update. Still, it almost made me spiral for making a proper decision, but after talking for another half and hour, we decided on a few things he should do:
First off, the info he managed to obtain was severely lacking—and as much as I hate to bring this up, if they couldn't even figure out the person's gender, much less, their name, we're fucking fucked.
