[Now that they're on the boat like this, this whole outing doesn't seem anything at all like a date--or, at least, nothing they imagined a date would be like. It's for the best in the end, now that they've had time to connect the dots and let the facts sink in.

Malkuth: one of L Corp's "Sephirah," head of the Control team who, from the documents Meursault summarized during the team's brief appearance in L Corp's Headquarters, treated her employees like parts of a machine.

She doesn't seem the type, but... they aren't one of her employees either. And her voice does match the one they've heard from their PDA--an "announcer" plugin dredged up from Mephistopheles's engine during one of the four Walpurgis Nights.

To think they'd be out on a "date" with one department head and neighbors with another... The world--this world in particular--works in mysterious ways.]

No kidding. Wish I'd had an older pair of gloves to bring.

[Though given all the nicks and scrapes their current pair has acquired from their clumsy attempts at hooking the worm, they were well on their way to becoming just what they'd needed to begin with.]

I keep thinking I've almost got it, but it moves at the last second.