"You're not going to make fun of him, are you?" the administrator asked with a raise of her eyebrow. "He's been through enough already." "Just the opposite," Glint assured her. "I'm one of the few people who actually believes him!" "Huh," the administrator replied. She tapped her datapad and brought up the requested Hidden reports. Glint transmitted the authorization code Ikora had given him, and he received the decrypted upload seconds later. "Robots who believe in the Headless Ones." She shook her head. "It boggles the mind." "Ghost, actually," Glint corrected. You believe in ghosts too?" The administrator tut-tutted. "I never figured the Traveler would have made you lot so gullible. Thought you little guys were supposed to be super smart. I mean, you're basically living computers, right?" "I think we're sentient energy signatures, housed in a cybernetic construct," Glint said, trying not to be offended. "But I do have an internal database, if that's what you mean." The administrator turned back to her workstation. "Well, good luck on your wild goose chase, Mister Energy Signature."