⤴️ "such a thing without the help of Aion, but I'm rolling with it at this point. You're hosted in a..." As Ringo pauses, her eyes flash with a red and white static once more. "A personal terminal? Is that right? Seems tiny for something so hefty, but that just makes it more impressive."

⤴️ "save his son... I get it. Waving the idea of a scientific breakthrough in front of the government to fund a project that will save someone he loves... I'd do the same thing."

The ring under her glove feels as if it's cutting a wound into her finger.

"I still wonder how a human was able to do ⤵️

⤴️ can hack a *human* like Ringo can. And she does want to help, if there's any way. If Lan is ever hurt, she could save him. She knows it.

How many other people she could save the same way is a question best left unanswered.

"Your dad made the right decision," Ringo replies. "Using his craft to ⤵️

//It's so fucked up that they included a major plot point in the middle of the mothman gag but we roll with it

"Oh, I get it. Different work schedule. Makes sense."

Returning to the topic of her job makes Ringo feel tired. She stretches her arms behind her back and yawns. "I work as a volunteer at an orphanage," she explains. "Free room and board, but... sooooo exhausting."

//Oh definitely do it soon I'm going to wind up spoiling you otherwise </3 I've actually followed you on a couple other accounts but hi again!