[You know. You know? She thinks she does. There are as many reasons for getting into hacking as there are hackers carving out space in Kowloon, but certain patterns emerge. Erika nods, and then shrugs with the shoulder not pinned to the ground, then nods again a bit more freely.]

It's something that - most of the time, it just - makes people feel bad. Once or twice is fine. But I'm tired of hurting people. It doesn't help. I'd rather-

[She breathes out through her nose and - slides her other hand under Venus'. Hand sandwich. Handwich?]

...I wanted to help you. And that would help me.

[Which uhhhhh didn't happen.]