[ well, it figures, kaveh thinks. he had seen something to that effect on the device, which he likens to a basic akasha terminal with a few added functions - handcuffs, apparently, though tied to what kind of crime he had no idea. the idea that the city has its own form of justice is disconcerting, because what does an unliving, unmoving city know to judge the heart of the people there? you might as well give mehrak the ability to cast judgements of law, but that's going a bit far considering across the border, fontaine is starting to do terrible things in the name of the court.

still, it explains the drinking of that night, and it explains the appropriation of a chandelier. technically, kaveh should disapprove, if only on behalf of cyno who isn't here to disapprove himself. but experimentation has always been at the heart of every sumeran scholar, and is this not an experiment in and of itself? if kaveh wakes up with handcuffs tomorrow, there's another bone to chew on. ]

You're putting yourself at substantial inconvenience to perform these experimentations. [ is what kaveh says, perhaps just a little faintly amused. the hardware store comes into focus. kaveh considers the double doors, which he knows to slide, and pushes forward. a soft waft of cold air greets him.

at least, well, they're not talking about kaveh screaming about soul over the network. he can roll with that. ] What is it that made you choose the law to be the focus of your experimentations? Is it that the city seems most responsive in that form?