"I do not fear the spirits you traffic with, little Babel, the spirits of the machine. Their power is limited and nothing compared to the ancient powers of magic. Still, they are not without power of their own and can still make some profit for me and my children here. That is why I have found it useful to deal with your tribe from time to time through others. Information is valuable, and I traffic in all things of value. Your corporate masters want you back, but they don’t yet know what I know. They don’t know where you are or what you have become. It is knowledge they will pay handsomely for, but not yet. In fact, you can be worth more to me than even that, you will be able to make your grandmother a tidy sum, yes indeed. But I do not wish you to be troubled, my boychik. You must rest and conserve your strength. You will need it in the times ahead."