"Not that anything was proved. Such accusations were often made for political reasons. Anyway–Michael got up and gave his hair a distracted ruffle–I’ve got a report to file for Renraku, but at least this gives me something solid to give them at last. I can say where we’re going next and make up an ingenious set of lies to embroider the story a bit, and they’ll send me a comfortingly large sum of money by return. At the very least, that’ll pay for the neurologist I’m going to need if I get my brain scrambled by gas or falling on rocks again, or anything else. Coffee?"