â€œWe'll have to.â€  Karr answered, wincing inwardly at how terribly cold and calloused that sounded.  Sadly, it was true.  They'd come too far to bear the woman's body back to safety at the safehouse, and thee was no way they'd be able to transport her with them to the far side of the bridge where one of the others might be able to identify her.<br/><br/>Karr listened to Lillith as he toyed with the watch they'd found.  He'd taken the piece of paper from her and mused over the numbers written there, experimenting with winding up the watch to them in different combinations.  So far, he'd had little success coaxing any kind of reaction out of the time piece.  He felt almost foolish in his attempts; it was just as likely as not that the watch<span style="font-style: italic">had</span>no alternate purpose.<br/><br/>He'd almost given up in frustration, ready to put the timepiece away and insist they move onâ€”and quicklyâ€”when he noticed a small blinking light on the far side, almost underneath the watch face.   He reached for it, and then startled when the word â€œIdentifyâ€ flashed across the screen.<br/><br/>He gaped for a moment, trying to gather his senses, and then scrambled for a way to answer.  He hoped it was Edison on the other end, and not a guard or some dangerous third party, and right now he had no other option than to assume it was.<br/><br/>â€œKarr.â€  He finally announced loudly and clearly to the watch, having no way or knowledge of how to input text, and the watch announced that it was processing.  A moment later it displayed the word â€œCarâ€as a sent transmission, and he sighed, but supposed that would have to do.  Glancing up at Lillith in anticipation, they both waited with bated breath for the answer they hoped would come.