Little Bird straightened up slightly, and scooted her chair closer to Sarah as if the report was for her only. With how small her voice was, it might as well. The others had to perk their ears to catch what she told Sarah.
"Umm...s-so..." Little Bird started, fiddling with her sleeves while glancing at Sarah from beneath her hood. "I t-told you ab-about how that p-perrson spent l-lots of time ab-broad..."
"Right," Sarah nodded. "You told me it was a long time ago, when my grandfather was still the chairman."
"Y-yes," Little Bird nodded several times. "It w-was diff-fficult because uhh...n-not much inter-rnet b-back th-then."
Her eyes darted around, nervously. It was as if she wanted Sarah to know that she needed a lot of time because it was ultra difficult, not because she was lazy or anything.
"Yeah, and I remembered you told me it was somewhere not well-integrated digitally even to this day," Sarah chuckled. Did you send field agents over there?"
