Um, hello! [ The video starts with Ayano sitting somewhere, which looks like the wall of an old house. It’s hard to tell because most of the city kind of looks the same.

And there’s a cat sniffing her, but Ayano is ignoring him. ]

I guess I should introduce myself…my name is Ayano. Tateyama Ayano. Nice to meet you! [ She’s really cheery, yep.]

I just got here and I guess I had a lady telling me what is going on but…I think I zoned out? And then there were all these people and I just kept walking and now…now…

[ She looks around, the cheery expression changing slowly into an embarrassed one. ]

I’m kind of lost!? Everything looks the same here. I’m a bit dumb for this kind of thing. [ She never stopped smiling, by the way. And she’ll probably call herself dumb a lot. ]

So if someone could tell me where the rooms are…or where the place with all the people is, I would be very thankful! In your debt, even! I’m a great cook, I’m sure I could repay you with food…if you have food. Now I’m getting a big hungry.

[ Right on cue, her stomach growls. ]

Anyway hi! I hope we all get along.

[ She’s going to get along with everyone whether they do or not anyway. And that’s it. The video ends with her cooing at the cat and lifting it ]

[ The face looking out from the communicator is expressionless. ]

I wish to register my disapproval of an organization that can master time travel but cannot defend its population against basic biological warfare.

[ He reaches for the button to end the transmission. Click. ]

[the feed flickers on to show Charles in a neatly-pressed suit, looking about as professional as he always does]

Hello, everyone. Normally I wouldn't make this sort of open broadcast, but, ah - I need some information, and I thought asking the widest base possible might be the best course of action.

My name is Charles Ofdensen, I'm a recent arrival to the Initiative, and I've been doing a little field work for them, the past few days. I've run up against something unfamiliar, and I was hoping some of you might be able to tell me what a symbol means.

[he holds up a paper with this drawn on it]

Any information you have would be quite appreciated. Thank you for your time.

[Seven's smart enough to leave the video off for the moment--she looks fairly terrible and she doesn't want anyone mistaking her for being sick, because she's not. She does sound tired, though.]

I require assistance.

[There's a small pause to gather her thoughts, think about how she wants to continue with this. Admitting to such a weakness--in public, chafes her, but she doesn't really know who specifically to ask. Darn being new.]

I wish to make it clear that I am not ill, and it is unlikely that I will become so. However, the same alterations to my physiology that enhance my immune system require...large amounts of energy to maintain. More than the Initiative is able to provide.

[There's a slight huff. She's exhausted and doesn't quite know how to continue.]

...as I have only recently arrived, I do not have much to offer in compensation. I'm sorry.

[Man, look who looks healthy! Or, well, healthier than his last appearance, anyway, which is saying a lot. He's still smoking, of course, and he looks just as dour as his first appearance.]

There's, uh, a dead body here.

[He gives the camera a look before swinging his tablet down. It's a man, leaning heavily against an alley wall. Anything valuable has been stolen from him-- buttons, cufflinks, watches, and a tooth (a gold tooth, Jack suspects). He's got hundreds of little holes in him, bloody and gorey.]

Smells like shit here, I'll tell you somethin'. So, uh, I dunno who takes care o' this stuff, but you might wanna c'mere. There's nothin' worth lootin', so don't everybody come all at once.

[He adds the coordinates afterwards.]