"If we are." Archangel turned the C2 deck over in her gloved hands, eyes narrowed in concentration. The unit was larger in surface than her hand, but was only slightly more than a centimeter thick. Made of gleaming alloy that showed through the blood, the cranial computer was shaped in a horseshoe that fit over both temples and surrounded the back of the brain, scooped delicately into the skull for a form fit. Tiny synaptic relays sprouted from the top of it, looking like an inverted jellyfish. The bottom booted into a rectangular interface with the spinal column.