“Well,” he muttered to himself, “standing around brooding won’t make it go faster.” “Oh, thank goodness.” “What was that, Shade?” “Pardon, Mr Asano?” Shade’s voice came from Jason’s shadow. “You just said something?” “No, Mr Asano.” “You definitely said something.” “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Mr Asano. It makes sense that you are distracted, however; there is a lot on your mind.” “Uh-huh.”
