“But you’re poison, right?” Vapor continued, eyes rapidly tracking through data on the various monitors in front of her and the virtual displays in her old fashioned monitor goggles. “So I can understand why he ran, owing you or not.”

Sprite gave her a dirty look, but the girl didn’t see. “Just keep me posted. When do you think you’ll be done?”

“Another twenty-five minutes.”

“Great. I’ll check on Ling in the meantime, see how her public facial reads are coming.”

Vapor only nodded, her ponytail bobbing slightly.

Sprite opened the hatch to Vapor’s room, ducking to enter the hall.