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When the others had left the room, Nikole confronted Kat with a completely different expression.

“How many saw you?"

“I wore a mask, you know." Kat tried to defend herself.

“That's not good enough, how many saw you."

“...I can't remember."

“You what?"

“They're practically janitors, it doesn't matter."

“I told you to reduce risk; don't use the radio frivolously, don't wait for De Rosa, and make sure no one remembers you."

Kat grew more defensive, “I told you, we don't need to kill people for-"

“And I told you, you might have to do things that are uncomfortable."

Kat remained silent.

“What am I supposed to do when the Russians start finding out who you are?" Nikole said, “In two years, you're going to be all over news media, all of us are. It was a big enough risk to drag you into this."

“So you did..."

Kat was pushed to the wall behind her. “If you can't act right," Nikole said, “then you will only be a danger to yourself. I'm going to cut you off, and you will be on your own until I'm told what to do with you."

“Nic?" Kat pleaded, “Can you at least think about this."

Nikole was already leaving the room.

“How long have you been on Earth?" Kat asked.

Nikole thought about that question, and what Katsuo was really asking. She stood in front of the door for well over a minute before silently walking out.