"And remember, it's more than just guns and ships. It's whoever has the most information that wins, right?"

*The teenage girl asks the toy-like robots as they stand on the street corner of the only town this island has. She talks to them almost like a mother would to their kids. They salute her with a little

"Yes, Miss Tron!"

before scampering off among the buildings. The girl nods in satisfaction, but as she turns to leave she catches you staring at her!*

"...Huh? What are you looking at?"