Keene watches her face while Neith gives honest answers to boring questions, and then, deciding that’s enough, rubber-stamps the Inspector’s readiness and makes unrelated chit-chat about the front pages. Given that Neith is on the front page of several media sites, that actually meant discussing the only subject competing with her: the minutiae of the Monitoring Bill. Keene, like Neith herself, is in favour of a cautious approach, but unsettled. There’s too much thrashing about, she says. Too much shouting and not enough thinking. An angry young woman in Lothian has penned a frankly scintillating denouncement of the whole idea, a short viral opinion which became news currency late last night, only to be met this morning by a sequence of responses from around the country putting weight behind the immediate roll-out option as a question of equal and equitable access to the developing societal future. Keene sends the original piece to Neith’s terminal, but the document is so oversubscribed the private server hosting it is down, the woman a victim of her own unanticipated celebrity. Perhaps, Keene suggests, the bill should be kicked into the long grass until there’s an actual device and a concrete use-case. Not even the System, after all, can make people more rational. The Inspector demurs. This is the way it’s done, even when we don’t like it.