Jordan sighs. "I understand. It was a long-shot. Besides, I don't have much to worry about. Last I checked I was one of the least controversial people here. Vivian must have built up a hundred enemies over the years, but I'm just surviving night-by-night." She checks a small wristwatch and groans at the time. "I miss my phone. It's unbelievable how addictive they are. Wearing a watch feels like I'm back in the seventies."
"Well that's a mood-killer," Jordan says. "I mean, I get it. I have since day one. But it's still an adjustment, you know?"
"They've taken out whole cities," you say. "Arundel is right to worry, especially here in the capital. Some Princes didn't take the SI seriously and now they're nothing but ash."
"Yeesh. I won't mention it again," Jordan says. "You know what's been bugging me that nobody's brought up yet?"
"What?"
"When we un-staked Vivian, she thought she was Corliss. She said she saw her face when she closed her eyes. Why hasn't anyone mentioned that?"
"I was wondering the same thing," you say. "I certainly don't think Qui would have forgotten about it."
"Right? Seems like a pretty relevant thing to mention during a fact-finding council."
"They barely wanted to mention that she'd had any amnesia at all, much less what she actually said when we brought her back."
Jordan frowns. "Qui must have told her by now, right? In private? But why leave it out during the council if he's really looking for answers?"