Moreover, if it's the Outerworld, there won't be any need to be bound by normal ethical constraints anymore!
As he walked towards his little cabin, Jack was already reveling in thoughts of his bright future.
Shami tailed Jack for a short distance, and as soon as there was no one around, he had the white and pink-haired ones keep a close but not too distant watch, slowly approaching him.
The most pressing matter was the code. He needed to see if this blond guy was from his side. If he was, then it wouldn't be wise to act rashly.
Shami thought for a moment. He needed to come up with a very international and influential code word so that both sides might recognize it.
Shami cleared his throat.
"Kennedy in a convertible?"
Jack, walking ahead, paused for a moment.
Just when Shami thought he would respond with 'mind-boggling,' Jack glanced around and continued to walk forward.
Shami frowned.
How could he not know this? Has it been too long in the past?
Shami pondered.
