Sanae shrugged. "Eh, what the nurses do, it's no big deal. I don't think they hire those guys for their brains anyway, because from the looks of some of them, the criteria's just muscle and the ability to be a mindless drone - you know, good skills for pinning people down when they're jabbing away with those syringes."

His observations were mostly reinforced by his own nurse, who seemed like she only had enough social skills to ask how he was and if the day was as nice as she thought it was. It got really boring after a while - just as boring as this place's interior decorating.

"But you know, this 'federal training' and patriotic stuff that they're spitting out, it definitely makes it sound to me like some wheel's gonna start turning real soon. Like we're gonna become some kind of military project." He grinned. "Can't see what they'd do to you - although if you think about it, a super team of deranged, expert lawyers is definitely secret weapon status."