When B8017913 woke up, Rita was sitting at her desk, reading through Shadow.Q's daily work report.
This was so much more efficient.
An hour of verbal briefings couldn't compare to a neatly written report—Rita could finish it in minutes, without interrupting her potion brewing.
She gave the paper a satisfied tap and said to the bleary-eyed Shadow.Q, who was sipping coffee beside her, "Let's do it this way from now on."
Shadow.Q paused. After a long moment, she smiled and nodded politely. "Of course, Judgment."
A cube of blue light drifted out from Rita's shirt pocket.
Still reading, she asked, "Any noticeable changes?"
She didn't bother hiding anything from Shadow.Q. If B8017913 was going to return to the battlefield, it was better for Shadow.Q to know her condition early so the Research Division could prepare.
