"Almost there," Kael whispered, his fingers twitching over the haptic keys.
Kael finally looked up. He smiled, a jagged thing in the dim light. "I've spent my whole life in the dark. What's a few more minutes?"
"That's a heavy file for such a light deck," the Collector said, his voice a melodic synth-chord. "The Church has burned city blocks for less than a kilobyte of that code."