"So, does this indicate that your understanding of the nature of your abilities is still rudimentary?" Rattus asked Brayden. He wanted to make sure that he didn't get any details about him wrong, as per usual of the businessman's personality.<br/><br/>"That's what he just fuckin' said, man." Neo replied to his superior in lieu of the private investigator. "He doesn't know really shit 'bout how his banshee gig works. I can't blame his ass, thou'. Him knowing jackshit 'bout the theoretical mumbo-jumbo of his shtick is classic magecraft shit, Ratt."<br/><br/>"Indeed, Arthur Clarke's third law is in effect. Except that, in this case, any magic is indistinguishable from sufficiently advanced science." Rattus remarked.<br/><br/>"Well, no shit." The blonde acknowledged his statements. "Just 'cause any dumbshit Valley bitch on Facebook can use a snazzy smartphone to take selfies without any problem doesn't mean she kno's how her fancy piece of overpriced shit works from da inside. Same thang wit' this motherfucker's banshee game."<br/><br/>"I see." Rattus said, giving out the impression that the matter was made clear to him by his underling.<br/><br/>"But don't get me 'rong. There ain't anythin' bad 'bout dat. Magic's still like physics beyond the stannard fuckin' model: Lotsa questions with no answers. So, if ya' ain't down wit' it, don't front and don't try ta get it, or ya' get cray, nigga." Neo said.<br/><br/>"Then I believe this lesser subject matter should be adjourned and, therefore, we have to move on to more pressing issues at hand." Rattus declared. He then turned to the banshee and said, "And so, in regards to the investigation behind Mister Taylor's apparently untimely death, do you need more information that I can disclose in order to progress the case?"<br/><br/>Yukina felt Charity's hand pet her head as she cried her eyes out, in an attempt to calm her down. The Japanese woman just broke down in front of a woman she just met and, for her, this was unladylike and inappropriate. But it was something that she was prone to do, as someone who had a childlike temperament. She knows that she was not emotionally strong, although she continuously attempts to be. And thus, she wanted to amend something she considered as a social mistake, a faux pas.<br/><br/>She then rubbed her eyes and looked directly at the witch, smiling cheerfully. "But do not worry anymore, Chari-san. I am alright now." She was grinning like a joyful girl, but her tears were still rolling down her cheeks. "I am sorry for burdening you. I would not do it again."