"In the collapse of NZ— ir, negation, negative-negative— we were able to rewrite events, beings, in accordance with plans laid out by Lenisker. Unfortunately, there remain inconsistencies, owing to retained memory by certain—"
Caelestis interrupts the briefing, launching into an indignant, rambling response; Brant scans the shimmering form of his agent, scrying the spirit thoughts, a rapid conversion to binary mind filtering out purposeless abstractions: "evil, wrong - Potential refusal of appeal."
"An Arguable perspective," Brant answers, immediately continuing the briefing as if it was never interrupted.
"—parties. This may be the cause of paradoxes, counter to our good efforts."
Caelestis again interrupts, only to be stopped silent by the appearance of Ujuor on the monitors. Complete physical scans, official bulletins, warrants, recordings from the Colonial Cities, all playing and replaying, an oversaturation of information, forms outlined in red.
"We present an opportunity for you to confront this man."
"That's the agent who—"
"Ujuor, an independent operator in the Scrapyards. Whereabouts unknown, but within our resources to track."