Peel yourself from your stasis. I need my dulled tool once more. You haven't forgotten have you? Our deal? Go upstairs. Pull yourself together. It hasn't been long. It's been three months, fourteen days, and nine hours. I've made adjustments to your body. It would prove most useful in your upcoming espionage mission. You are to pose as a gun for hire, so to speak. A company seeks muscle for a job near something I'd like you to witness. There's a matter that concerns me. An anomaly. Get...