Cam is watching a new recording of Atriama, tail swishing in the gap in his couch, and doesn't stop to pause the show when he feels a summons go by.
"Apparently pomegranates are out of season. I'm honestly very confused by the entire sequence of events. I was only there in the first place because someone was trying to extort me for fruit and I wanted to know who it was."
You've been accounted for since shortly after Kyushu, but the CUI claims to think you, and by extension we, may have been involved. I would strongly suggest not going back there."
"Wasn't planning on it. They found about a dozen different ways to try to kill me and none of them tickled."
"And this might go without saying, but if you get another such demand tell us and don't do it."
"One of the most stable world powers is trying not to go more than a decent fraction of the way toward the brink of a civil war. The next pomegranate might be aimed at us."
"The threat was extremely specific and crafted using such hopelessly obscure information that I think it might be really important to know who issued it, but I will consider 'not doing the thing and telling you about it' a strong default."
"It is obscure for a reason, although I will consider telling you at some point. Can you get anywhere off the fact that it was delivered as an email from me to myself?"
"Probably not. It would be hard for anyone who isn't a parahuman, but we already knew that. If obscure means known only to you, no non-cape could have gotten that far in the first place, and that's ignoring the series of coincidences they apparently predicted from across the sea."
"I'm going to try to make one of those mindless copies I mentioned of the author of the email. Not a whole one, because that's even creepier, just enough to identify."
"I can send technicians for fingerprint analysis and DNA samples so on. The face alone might not be recognizable."
It's a pretty recognizable face.
"Excuse me I need to go to Mars immediately back in a week if I'm lucky," Cam blurts into the phone. He drops it. He scrambles for his shuttle and homes in on his tracking device.
"Hello the Simurgh wants you personally dead get in the spaceship we're going to Mars."
"I guess if you're lying you don't really need me to go along with whatever this is..." He gets in the spaceship.
"Explanations when I'm sure she's not following us," Cam amends.
She doesn't chase them. She doesn't give any indication that anything happened at all.
They clear the moon after a few hours.
"I apologize for that. I can give you... most of an explanation. Where do you want me to start?"