Chapter Ten   - Born Knowing

Teddy walked just a bit ahead of the Boss with her head held high and her chest puffed out. She was allowed to look so prideful because she’d done a good job.

That guy in the hidden bar place had been super suspicious from the start. Asking the Boss for money and favours in exchange for information. She was pretty sure he was one of those Capitalists she’d been warned about.

So at the first sign of him being crooked she’d used her power and she put the fear of the proletariat--and of the Boss--in him.

Now they were on their way back home and Teddy was sure that the Boss would give her something nice for all of her hard work.

The Boss was a bit busy though, she had one hand up, holding a phone close to her face so that she could read all the information she’d gotten from the Handshake guy while her other hand was safely guarded by Teddy’s own.

“Found anything good, Boss?” Teddy asked.

The Boss made a humming noise. “I guess?” she said before looking up and sighing. The Boss was really dramatic that way. “All of this information is... piecemeal? It’s not set in a straight-forwards way, I guess.”

“What’s that mean?” Teddy asked. Information was... knowledge and stuff. It couldn’t be straight or crooked or anything like that, as far as she knew. Maybe the Boss was being metaphorical again.

“I mean... um, there’s a lot of little bits and pieces of... data? But it’s not organized. When you open a textbook, things are all neat, and when you look something up, it’s usually made to be easy to understand, or at least find? But we kind of just... took everything.”

“Yeah, okay,” Teddy said. “But we did good, right?”

“I-I don’t know?” Boss said. She looked over her shoulder as if she could see the coffee shop from where they were, but it was a couple of streets back already. “What we did back there, that was illegal. So illegal. We used a power to threaten someone. Before that, well, at least I had never used my power for anything. They could have accused me of being a... V-word, but not of any crimes.”

“Yeah, but he was a capitalist,” Teddy said.

“I, I guess?” the Boss said. “I mean, he tried to extort us, but the right thing to do would have been to call the police, right?”

“Nah, you did okay, Boss,” Teddy reassured. She squeezed the Boss’s hand to make her feel better. “We even completed a quest.”

The Boss blinked a few times, then her eyes wiggled through the air as if reading something. “Oh no,” she said.

Teddy’s smile faltered and failed. “What’s wrong, Boss?”

“I, I didn’t mean to complete any quests,” the Boss said. “If I do the wrong ones, I’ll be stuck as a... V-word for a long time.” She pulled out her phone and scrolled over to a chart that Teddy couldn’t quite make out. “I... think that to move up the morality thing I need to only do certain kinds of quests?”

The Boss sounded really unsure to Teddy, so the girl slowed down and tugged Emily’s sleeve down so that she could see the picture on her phone.

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