"...What's in it for me?"
Now that its mind had evolved and gained self-awareness, it was almost inevitable that the Vulture would ask such a question.
Brianna wasn't the least bit surprised.
The Vulture glanced sideways at Brianna. It lost control for a moment, and its eyeball took two or three seconds to slide back into its socket. "You want to dig up some dirt, that's your business. But if you want me to tell you what I know, I need a motive, don't I?"
"...What do you want?"
Brianna wasn't surprised, but that didn't mean she was calm. She suppressed her anger and asked, "Haven't I been listening to you complain for this long?"
