"That makes sense."

He makes a computer with the tapes on it. 

Yeah he can do that can't he.

The tapes contain torture. Doctor Ximenes... is pretty sure a seven-year-old shouldn't be watching that.

"I agree. But it's important whether it's the government doing it, so help me figure that out."

"I will." ...she is also not sure she should be watching that. That's disturbing. After enough of it she says, "Perhaps that is enough to prove that the content of all these tapes is in fact torture."

Not-looking small child nods. "Okay. Thank you. I can look up the people and check if they work for the government now?"

"Yes, that sounds—like the next step," she says, her voice wavering a bit.

He conjures for information about the people she watched. He stacks it on the table as he gets it.

She starts reading it.

He waits.

She stops reading after a bit. Looking a bit lost.

"The government did it, didn't they."

She looks at him, a bit blankly, and neither nods nor shakes her head.

"I thought maybe that was true. That's why I didn't want to tell them how I will be able to do resurrections."

She closes her eyes briefly, then says, "They must not know."

"Who must not know? The Vice-Director knows."

She shakes her head. "They must not know that we know."

"Oh. Yeah. Sorry, I didn't mean to endanger you."

"It—it's best that—that we know—"

"Maybe? I didn't think about the thing where you might be in danger."

"You might be in danger, as well."

"I have backup bodies lots of places, it seemed like a good idea."

"...what sorts of places?"

"One is in the arcologies on the Moon."

"The... arcologies?" Pause. "Was that you?"