[ (And what would that have done to your brain chemistry...)

Childe, for his part, seems to shift his attitude a bit. Still casual smiles and playful, but his eyes sharpen ever so slightly.

It probably wouldn't hurt to tell anyone about any "organization secrets" here— what could they do with them anyway?— but he's still a bit hesitant to do so. ]

Oh, there are ever so many... but fighting the judge overseeing my trial when I was falsely accused of a crime might be the most interesting, in this context. Ironic, huh?