And she meant business today: Clara wasn’t wearing the earbuds. Instead the audio was low in the room’s speakers, alerts turned up.

Clara was digging through data. Hands moving over various information boxes, the ninja would scan the contents, then toss it aside, grabbing the next box. Sprite silently entered the room and stood there, enjoying the soft hum of the process ports in the nearly empty room.

Clara continued her work and said simply, “What do you need, Sprite?”

Sprite was surprised. She didn’t think Clara realized she was there.

“I know your sound, Sprite. What do you need?”