Nine's hands shot into the air so fast he almost dropped a bag of flour. "Wilbert! Whoa! Easy! She's with me! She's just... she has no filter! She's not a spy, she's just incredibly blunt! What creatures.... are you really in hiding?"
Nine groaned internally. Why did this always happen to him? They went for a talk and ended up at gunpoint. Life around Sunshine was dangerous.
[Warning, Host,] the system chimed in a cold, mechanical tone. [Air composition shifting. Trace amounts of neurotoxin detected. A type of sleep-inducing gas is being released.]
"What gas have you released?" She looked at Wilbert who was now wearing a helmet.
Sunshine felt a sudden, heavy weight behind her eyes. The room began to tilt. She saw a faint, shimmering mist beginning to swirl around their ankles. Wilbert wasn't just relying on his gun; he was making sure they wouldn't live to tell anyone where he was.
