[Kat nods, getting up and then rifling through the scrap. She keeps glancing at the guards, making a mental note of each of them, trying to ascertain strengths and weaknesses.]
[Eventually she'll return with a the wire.]
[Instead of sitting, she leans over the table, conspiratorially close and keeping her back to the guards, speaking just a breadth above a whisper.]
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[Eventually she'll return with a the wire.]
[Instead of sitting, she leans over the table, conspiratorially close and keeping her back to the guards, speaking just a breadth above a whisper.]
What's the external security like, do you know?