Ahaha... [ tired ] Wound up going to jail for a second time, but the head guard had some nasty powers including memory loss and uh. Shooting me with a gun. And then a small bomb went off.

[ it's Fine. ]

I've got a note for it, but I haven't seen the other group's yet. Standby for that? [ sinks to sit down and cringes slightly, letting her fuss - but as he's pulling the note out of his pocket, he has something: ] Hey, is the person that texts us at the beginning of trial someone like me? Can I do something like that? Get a burner phone and text the results I get to the public chat?