Kasumi just nods thoughtfully.  "I can't disagree with you, Garrett.  Your stories are all testaments to your writing skill.  Why else would I be here?  If you were just a Breland Fool, I would be somewhere else, offering a story to someone more reliable.  But, there is no doubt in my mind, you ARE very intelegent.  That is why I know you will accept this offer.  Though perhaps your experiments in alternate forms of worship, here in this fine example of Reddnmark incarceration, takes precidence.  I would hate to drag you from such a facinating experiment, but the people of this country need your help.  People's lives are my mantra, much as a well written and researched story is yours."<br/><br/>And here Garrett can easily detect that Kasumi has dropped the act.<br/><br/>"Of all my fellow operatives, I believe I appreciate your talents most.  I have now read, as I said, several of your articles.  Your talents are being wasted here.  If you do not aid us now, more lives will be lost.  That is not acceptable."<br/><br/>She is looking down at him, still calmly, but Garrett can sense her tenseness.  "Your cooperation would be much more desirable than your coersion."