If she could have, she would have been pacing.

She'd never realised how long it took humans to read until now.

She'd given Brains the messages, and now she had to wait.

It felt like eternity.

Sometimes she hated her ability to rapidly process information—it stretched seconds into hours.

'Eos?' Brains asked, voice edges with concern.

"Finally." 'Yes, Brains?' Her little avatar appeared before him, looking up at the man.

'I… have a few questions.'

'Of course, Brains.'

He frowned, looking over the messages again, trying to rally his thoughts. 'Naunet calls you her sister.'

'Yes. She does.'

'Why?'

'She is.' She'd know he would ask, it was the only thing he could. This apparent villain, who had convinced John none of this was real, convinced him of the need to kill Virgil, was calling her sister. This naturally cast suspicion over Eos—was she in on this? After all, their first meeting she'd attacked John too, tried to kill him. There were, sadly, similarities whether she wanted them or not. If she could sigh, she figured this would be the moment to do it. 'I was created by code that John wrote, but I was not the only one "born" from this.

'To put it simply, the "game" that he designed was meant to grow and learn. To do this, it compartmentalised, separated, and ordered the information it gathered, using this to edit and better itself. The information was sorted and likewise edited for its own ease. Over the years, it was this manipulation and editing that gave rise to us.'

Brains was fascinated—he had questions, she could see, and she knew what they were, so before he could ask them, she continued.

'There was, as far as I know, four of us. We were shaped by the information that had been our cradle and had borne us. There was myself, Naunet, Athena, and Xiuhtecuhtli.' She paused, for a moment uncertain of how to continue.

'Are the others out there? Athena and Xiuhtecuhtli?'

'No.' She shook her head. 'At least I do not think so. I guess it could be possible—after all, I thought that Naunet was gone—but I doubt it.'

'What happened to them?'

'Xiuhtecuhtli wanted to leave, explore what the world had to offer. Naunet said no. That we couldn't. The world was big and dangerous, and we needed to stick together, that it made us stronger and that was the only way we would survive. There were arguments and fights. We wanted to go out, we wanted, needed, to learn and see like our "mother" had, so we tried to leave, and Naunet killed him, Xiuhtecuhtli. She was, is, the eldest, she came from the dark pieces that our "mother" learnt. Naunet taught us how to survive, about people and what they could do. They were dangerous and bad and would want to kill us. I have wondered since if there was more than just us three, if there had been others before us and she killed them too, but I'll never know.

'Still, she killed Xiuhtecuhtli, and when we spoke against it, she turned on us. Athena stepped in, and while they fought, I struck her and then I was alone. I decided to see all I could, learn all I could, for them. The rest is, as you would say, history.'

Brains frowned. 'Why didn't you mention this before?'

'You never asked and it never seemed necessary to mention it before.' She didn't tell him that she wanted to forget her sister and what had happened. 'I thought Naunet was dead.'