"Fascinating," I muttered, holding it up to the light and peering at it through one eye.
The streets of No Man's Landing were calm below, meaning our quarry had long escaped.
"Let's return to my crate in the Grotto." I stated, pocketing the Aethermeter, "I want to know more about this Woyote fellow."
We sprinted across the rooftops and slid down the drainage pipe to my metal crate. I brushed away the newly collected dirt and trash thrown on top of it and offered Fox a seat.
"Now, who are these people?" I inquired, "Are they Autofficers from Evercity? Where and when did you meet them?"