Aug 6, 2016
"They know everything. Every name, every record - they know how many... nose hairs you've got."
“i would refute the nose hair claim, but since i’ve been in the facility... they just might have counted,” qian says with a slight frown. however, hairs fell and new ones grew, they information would clearly be outdated. although, she wasn’t particularly worried anyway. what she knew was what the extent of what they knew--which unfortunately (or fortunately?), wasn’t much. their footsteps echoed as they continued down the museum hall, voices hushed slightly despite its deserted state. “do they keep tabs on loyal people like you, too?”