“Yeah,” James answered, and he sounded sincere. “I won’t tell anyone. But… you might want to talk to Lucky about it when we get back. She’s my clone. She grew up in foster homes too… she spent her time in the same van. I guess we were the same person when we did it? Or… honestly, I don’t wanna think about the continuity. Point is, she’s not going to be mad either. You should come clean while there’s still someone in charge who can officially pardon you. Fast forward a few decades to when we’ve got a real government, and whoever gets elected might not think the same way we do.”