North had no words.

She couldn't make out the strange feeling that had struck her square in the chest when Josh had told her his news, and she had even claimed to Chloe that she dealt with her emotions pretty well. It was something that North had prided herself in, but now, her pride shattered into fifty million pieces and was trampled upon by some widely acclaimed deviant hunter.

An RK800 was slaughtering her people on command. There was no way North could accept that.

Josh raised his arms in frustration. North hadn't replied to him for too long, and he was beginning to get agitated. "North, we need to do something about this. Our people are dying, and our undercovered are disappearing! We have to track it down and stop it."

Shaking her head, North straightened. "I know, but we can't jeopardize Jericho. An RK800 is a state of the art prototype - a perfect machine designed specifically for fighting. If we're going to track it, we need to track it prepared. We can't afford to lose anyone." The leader turned towards Josh, her eyes glowing with a fire that Markus had smushed with his death. "I won't allow it."

None of North's words seemed to pass through to Josh as he paced around frantically. Without hesitation, North reached forwards and gripped his shoulder so hard she might accidentally dent it. Josh stopped and froze up in place, slowly coming to realization on what North was implying.

"No, no, no, no! North, you can't-" Josh started up even more agitatedly.

"I'm not going in without my own preparation. It's going to be just like Stratford Tower, Josh, so don't worry. There won't be any risks. I'm going to plan everything to the last detail, and you're going to help me," North declared defiantly.

"There won't be any risks, my ass! You going into this yourself is a risk big enough!"

"It's not."

Josh was right. North knew that, but she wasn't exactly lying when she said there would be no risks. It wasn't too much of one, anyway. All she wanted to achieve was to locate the hunter, and if possible, establish a connection with it. If North could somehow convert the RK800…

"North, you're the revolution leader. Everyone's counting on you. You need to consider how this affects your people," Josh reasoned.

CONVINCE JOSH

The deviant leader sighed apathetically. Her guiding system lit up with yet another objective as if she wasn't doing exactly that already. North searched through her systems for the best approach, but all she could come up with was a flimsy 'diplomatic' with a 44.0% success rate.

Might as well try. "Josh, listen. I get what you're saying, but… but I can't just let this go. Our people are dying because of one of our own."

"That's true, but you need to consider our people! What is Jericho to do while you're gone?"

SUCCESS RATE: 50.2%

"Same thing they did when we decided to infiltrate Stratford Tower. Repair and rebuild Jericho and themselves and prepare for the revolution."

"But this-"

North held up an impatient hand to stop Josh. "Our people are getting compromised because of an android - one of our own! You know I can't just let this go. The more people involved, the higher the risk of compromising Jericho. And if I don't do something about it, he's going to get wind of where we are and compromise us anyways. Our stationed have been disconnecting themselves, you said it yourself!" With all the determination she could muster, North stared Josh straight in the eyes and said, "I can do this. All I'm going to be doing is keeping tabs on the RK800 and maybe establish a connection with his GPS to track him. It's safe to assume that Cyberlife is using his GPS to locate him now, so it won't be a problem. Trust me."

SUCCESS RATE: 86.9%

Josh's eyes told North that he was just a step from being convinced. He refused to look at the brunette, sighing agitatedly as he shook his head. Perks of being a machine, North knew he was trying to find a way to disagree, and she had meticulously sealed up all the possible loopholes in her argument.

"I-fine," Josh finally relented, "But at least let me come with you."

"I'll take it." North smiled lopsidedly, exhibiting her best of what she thought was prompting at the moment. Josh's face cracked into a grin as well.

"Well," the deviant leader said, a playful smirk hanging on her lips, "Two heads are better than one, so let's get a move on."