The spider had eight legs and was gray. However, this model had a round, gray abdomen with a dark gray emblem on its back with a more realistic spider head other than its complete lack of eyes.

"Asimov set up some wiretapping a while back in Firmament didn't he?" Yumi questioned.

"I don't know, but what I do know is that Naomi just sent us a way to get her out." Jeremy commented as he showed everyone his phone.

"Wait, didn't Franz Hopper make a robot a while back that caused him to get fired to too long ago?" Ulrich asked.

"That's what she's hoping on." Xaan confirmed.

"I don't understand, how are those robots supposed to be part of the plan?" Odd queried.

"It's supposed to look like Naomi built one of these at home to help her with work. But when she gives the signal, it'll begin to wreak havoc on the designated facility." Xana explained.

"How are you going to get it here?" Aelita wondered.

"I'll materialize it there with the scanner program but set the coordinates for Naomi's location." Xana elaborated.

"It's worth a shot." Ulrich supposed.

Zeno was starting to get bored and ask Gunvolt if he'd be interested in playing a round of Celestial Concord with him. The two played while Asimov and Moniqa argued about Naomi. Xiao was talking with Quinn about what happened so far with Naomi. As for Naomi herself, she was wondering how much longer she would have to endure this horrendous fate.

'Being forced to work with the Sumeragi for a bit? Gut wrenching, unparalleled new level of fear? Being stuck working with Nova at Firmament? An event worthy of pouring bleach in my eyes, hitting my head against one of the galvanized titanium walls until amnesia sets in and begin to write my will. Being forced to maintain peace between workers? Please, as if giving me two jobs lets me have any peace. Being given only two jobs in the Sumeragi for it to be changed to three? Changes my desire from only merely destorying everything to instead unleashing a flaming disaster and wiping everyone out in the vicinity as well.' Naomi mentally droned.

Just the thought made Naomi exhausted so she believed it would be best to simply walk out and never return. It took all of her strength not to carry out one of the plans she was thinking of. Deciding to try and calm down, Naomi turned her mind to working on escaping. That's when she slapped herself in the face.

'What the heck was I thinkin'!? I coulda walked out on them instead a fightin' the guys an' my boss. While I was en route to the Datastore I could've just left off for home.' Naomi mentally ranted.

Everyone was feeling guilty for Naomi's current situation. Luckily her mother and the housekeeper didn't know anything about it. If they did, Naomi would have more work when she got home. Copen and Lola were aware of what she was doing. All Mytyl knew was Naomi wasn't working for the Sumeragi anymore. Or so she thought. Copen and Lola were on their way to tell her the truth. Nori stood in front of Mytyl's bedroom door to prevent them from entering.

"You do realize if you do this you'll scar both Naomi and Mytyl for the rest of their lives." Nori stated.

"Somebody has to tell her. She can't just live her whole life in ignorance." Copen denied.

"It would make a major negative impact on Mytyl's health and life that could never be removed." Nori protested.

"It's already put a damper on her way of living. She deserves to know what happened." Copen refuted.

"She's been told the truth already. She was born without the ability to speak or walk. Naomi used her Muse Septima to heal her. End of story." Nori reminded.

"Why are you so obsessed with the idea of putting Naomi in such a light for Mytyl?" Copen interrogated.

"I don't want Mytyl to be mad at Naomi for what she's done. She's only done what she's done because it was the best option available at the time. Sometimes even the only." Nori answered.

"Well I certainly could've done better." Copen huffed.

Nori could only shake her head at that statement. Then she remembered something Naomi told her years ago.

*Start Flashback*

Nori had a five-year-old Naomi on her lap. It was a Saturday so the little tyke wasn't going to be experimented on. She was wearing a red knee length tank sleeve dress with red leggings that had a criss-cross pattern that went from four inches above her ankles to the end of the leggings and Mary Jane's with criss-crossed elastic straps. She had her hair flat with a red headband and no earrings.

"Nori." Naomi squeaked.

"Hm?"Nori spoke as she looked down at Naomi.

"Do I bother you?" Naomi pondered.

Nori turned Naomi to the left as the child on her lap looked up at her.

"Now what made you think you were a bother to me?" Nori queried.

"Well, I heard that you're in charge of the doctors, cooks, housekeeper and everything else. So I don't want to be a bother to you." Naomi explained.

"You're not bothering me. It's part of my job to make sure you're alright anyways. Besides, if I did think you were a bother then I wouldn't be sitting here with you on my lap now would I?" Nori replied.

"But didn't you just say it was your job to make sure I was doing okay?" Naomi retorted.

Nori was suddenly curious how Naomi was quick to get such a smart mouth from. Then she remembered who her employer was and decided no further questioning was needed.

"I could do the bare minimum and check on you every four hours." Nori remarked.

Naomi threw herself at Nori and clung to the maid's lower torso.