Pita narrowed her eyes. Just a kid, huh? Yeah, just a dumb ork kid who could be shoved around by the police and shunted off to a group home when she became inconvenient. She pushed the blankets to the floor and stood up. Her eyes bored into Masaki’s. "I can so control it." she told him in a level voice. She turned to the telecom unit. "What do you want me to do, Aziz?"