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Gema hesitated at that. “Ah--fully integrated? Um. How long do you suppose that might be?”

‘As long as is required.’

Oh no. These were reapers. And some of the oldest ones on the entire planet, most likely. And she herself was technically immortal, too. So she was suddenly getting the distinct impression that this guy could be talking about decades here--or even centuries, for that matter.

She couldn’t just let that go by without addressing it. “I cannot stay indefinitely,” she said, stiffening her posture. “My work for Dr. Frederick comes first.”

‘You will stay as long as you are needed,’ said another of the female council members. This one’s name was Harilixa, as Gema recalled. ‘The Ohja owes us much. Any demand we make of him will be satisfied.’

Gema’s brow twitched at that, and she struggled to maintain the smile on her face. “Dr. Frederick is also very busy with the war. Many innocent people are relying on him for protection, right now. As members of the Vanguard, our first duty is to them.”

‘All the more reason why he should not refuse us,’ said Harilixa. ‘Without our continued support, the Ohja’s triumphs will dry up like a summer rain.’

Her jaw clenched as she held back the retort on the tip of her tongue. She wanted to tell them that ‘their support’ amounted to little more than a promise. They had not sent any actual troops or aid to the Surgeon Saint’s side. Only a guarantee that he could use this place as a bargaining chip when negotiating with enemy reapers.

Gema had to be careful here, though. Her emotional shield was only so strong. If a new emotion was allowed to take over--such as irritation, for instance--then her thoughts would no longer be protected from all the observing Methusel.

And perhaps that was exactly why Harilixa was saying such inflammatory things. To get a rise out of her.

‘Be mindful how you speak to us, girl. We may adore the Ohja, but you are not he. You are merely one of his pawns.’

Or perhaps she was just a bitch.

“I understand, Councilor,” said Gema, having solidified her smile again. “I can only apologize for any offense given.”

Harilixa said nothing more, and silence filled the chamber for a time.

Gardorox led them out of it. ‘In any case, there is much yet to discuss. Are you hungry from your journey? We will prepare a meal for you.’