The Bird and the Wyrm

Tuesday chuckled. "Yes, it is you. I wasn’t too sure what element to classify you under so I just left it as neutral, but it should be fine anyway."

"Thank you!" said Misha, beaming. "Look!" He held it out to Bran who took it.

"When did you take the picture?" he asked.

"I didn’t," replied Tuesday. "That’s a 3D rendition of him based on the data collected during the resonance test. Shengnü was able to save an image before the system went down in the attack."

"Indeed." Bran gave Misha back his card, then glanced at the fourth member of the conversation. "And this is...?"

"Oh." Tuesday gave a start like she’d completely forgotten about the stranger. She gestured to him. "This is Xu Yidi," she said. "He’s from Mainland headquarters. He’s here to help rebuild my database and get Shengnü back online as soon as possible."

Xu Yidi gave a little wave. He was clearly an adult, probably about thirty or so, but his mannerisms and facial expressions made him seem more like a child. Misha wondered if he was some kind of creature in human form or just a special sort of human.

"Since my office is..." Tuesday gave a grimace, "Not in use at the moment, you should contact Yidi instead if you have any problems."

Xu Yidi jumped into action, pulling a phone out of his pocket. "Do you have-"

"No phone," said Bran curtly. "You can give him your phone number," he pointed to Misha, "but I only use non-digital communication."

"Oh, right, right," Xu Yidi said, rummaging into his pockets again. This time he pulled out two business cards and offered them to Bran and Misha. "Phone number on this side," he said, then turned the card. "And message bird on this side." He beamed.