Argent gives me another slow, speculative look, and this time I scan the message in those modified optics just fine. Are you going out of your way to slot me off, or are you just a natural drekhead? those eyes are wondering. "In the Wrecking Crew—and in any first-tier runner team—discipline’s just fine," he says quietly, "Don’t believe what the trideo shows to the contrary, particularly when the programming’s sponsored by corps who’d like to stamp out popular sympathy for shadowrunners before it even gets started." I nod slowly—that’s an angle on the trid’s treatment of runners I hadn’t really considered before, but it makes a lot of sense.