( She's nervous. Is it obvious? Her leg bounces a little, and she chews the side of her thumb as she watches Sarah. At first, her words are a bit of a stumble. )

The, uh-- memories you showed me. Turns out I can take memories and store them jn stuff. So, I was um-- basically I shoved it into a hard drive, and then I contacted my Anonymous friend for help, and they put me in touch with a technopath. Able to take the weird data jumble and get photos.