[It took some time for Harry to arrive at the turtle's head, even with the help of some kedan and a cart that seemed to crawl along only vaguely faster than he might have been able to walk had he been willing to exhaust himself. He gave them a thanks and slipped them a few juulan as he might with any professional driver before beginning the walk up the stairs towards the area he has heard brings both calm and, if one is lucky, the chance for answers.]

[There was no mistaking the design. Even if it wasn't exactly the small bombs they had designed at OsCorp, the orange color and split shell couldn't have been developed elsewhere. Anything belonging to OsCorp now belonged to him and Harry didn't much like that someone else was looking at the item. He made his way through the crowd to approach both the vendor and potential buyer with the smallest, most polite of smiles.]

That's a complicated piece of technology. Even dangerous, if you don't know how to use it.

[Harry remembered exploring the ruins and then being here with nothing in between. He stood in the lobby of the OsCorp building, KARI speaking overhead in a strange way that made her somehow impossible to understand. He frowned at the empty room, somehow less grandiose without the workers scurrying on their respective ways, to and fro.

For once, instead of moving deeper into the tower, the CEO walked toward the glass doors at its exit, wanting to see what was outside and how he may have come to be in this place. It wasn't home, he knew that much, but it was too close for comfort and he wanted to get away from it.]