He didn't ask if she meant the American kind or the Asian kind. Besides, he'd seen a girl like that running around. Never talked to her, and he couldn't remember when she'd disappeared. He let Utena scowl at him and follow his conversation change.

"True. Seems like Landel's style, all right. Hold a gun to a guy's head and tell him to pretend to be in charge. He gets off on drama even more than power." S.T. leaned his chair back on its back legs and stretched. His knee itched from the inside out, which meant it was healing. "Making us grateful to him -- food, vague promises of escape, whatever."

"Or Marc has the gun but missed the memo on death and Landel. Sure sounded like his zombie ex-best-friend ate him." He had been down in town, and so had Utena, but the bulletin had been full of stories the next morning. "Not sure he could hurt him if he tried." If he did, well, Aguilar wasn't going to sit on his ass and wait for him to resurrect. "I'm not sure which is better, the soldiers or the Star Trek computer automatic girl."