Upon hearing Glitch's very direct and explicit description of the Council's goals, Rattus' headache and overall condition worsened. This made him close his eyes out of pain, but he really was near his breaking point. This bought up more memories, blurred, disjointed yet imposing. This time, he saw crowds of his own people beside the roads, as well as the cocking of the rifles, the marching of the feet, vertical banners of red with a symbol them. That symbol made him remember of a figure, a person, standing on a podium, giving firebrand speeches with a imposing voice, about nationalism and great things that will happen, about justice and honor. And about ridding their country of greed and laziness.<br/><br/>But he knew this man very well. And everyone knew another of his strongest agendas. In fact, it wasn't a stretch to say that this agenda was the centerpiece of his political philosophy. It was horrendous but not unusual during that time in their country. And thus, many of them believed on his promises to make the country prosper again, be powerful once more, like the years past. Rattus himself didn't buy that disturbing side of this great demagogue's politics, but he just wanted to bring back his country's lost glory. Thus, he swore allegiance to this man, hoping that the German Empire be brought back from it's death.<br/><br/>Little did he know that time, it was the start of a great darkness for him, and his beloved country.<br/><br/>Yukina and Neo saw how Rattus reacted to those few words. She saw that he was obviously suffering and struggling to compose himself, someone who never compromised in doing so. "Onii-chan," she was highly worried, shaking him off from his painful trance. She knew that, perhaps, it wasn't the best thing she could, but she knew no better. "Please, snap out of it! Everything is fine! You are alright now!"<br/><br/>Neo, on the other hand, just looked at the whole scene a short while, before scoffing. The scoff was not a reaction to Rattus, but to the goals of the people who they were going against. He disdained it. For him, there was no such thing as weak or strong people, only those who were willing to fight and those who were not. He thought being unique didn't necessarily mean being gifted or even useful. And he found the idea of a utopia laughable.<br/><br/>"Schwesterchen." Rattus finally spoke up, with his eyes still closed and his whole body shaking. "Keep listening, I don't think I can focus well right now. And Mister Glitch, I'm sorry for how I acted on this meeting." He was breathing heavily. "It will not happen again, I assure you that."<br/><br/>Glitch also did agree with meeting them personally later in the day, then handed them a tiny device that resembled a flash drive, colored black and had a symbol on it. But the way he handed it to them was something remarkable even to them as immortals: His hand came out of the laptop screen to give out the device. Yukina immediately went ahead and took the little gadget immediately, somewhat brushing her hands with Glitch's. He then gave them simple instructions, including taking the laptop with them.<br/><br/>And when Glitch bid farewell and ended his transmission, Rattus has recovered enough to fold in the laptop. He sighed. "It's obvious that Mister Glitch is not a mere person who happened to have the possibly highest mastery of computer technology and graphical manipulation we have ever encountered so far." He then composed himself before he finally kept the laptop in his attache case, one which he uses in business matters.<br/><br/>"So, wha' we gonna do now?" Neo asked them.<br/><br/>"I'm going to take an initial look in our reserved room." Rattus said. "I have acted unbecoming of a businessman today. I am tired, I need to rest. For you the two of you, I am hereby granting you permission to recreate yourselves."<br/><br/>"I am going with you, Rattus-san." Yukina said. "I need to rest too. Everything that has been said and done was a bit too much for me."<br/><br/>"Eh fuck you, guys." Neo started to walk away from the table. "I'mma see if I can get me sum fun 'n' shit in t'is new place. And ya' said it ya'self, Ratt. Goin' scoutin' fo' fuckin' anythin'. Maybe I can show how 'Muricans kick faggotry ass 'ere, yanno?"<br/><br/>Neo finally went out of the cafe and walked around the streets, his smug sardony beaming from his face and aura. He knew that he was around students mostly, and he was so sure to himself that he was the best in them, in someway or another. But his main concern now was finding things that will amuse him.