The trial is over and Locklear is on his way home, which is something of a blessing given the circumstances. I always knew I'd leave the Legion one day, but the timetable on my departure has been moved up. I need to meet with you, Junko. I need to call in a favor and you're the only one I can go to. I promise it will be well worth your time. I don't want to do the rest of this via neural net. I'm good at covering my tracks, but it still isn't worth the risk. You'll find the coordinates, I'm sure.
The big boy wasn't executed by those Outcasts in the end? That's great. What's all this urging need to depart about, though... Did you do something silly again? Hm... I suppose time is of the essence and you will tell me more about it later.
Well, since it's you asking, you can count on me I guess.
But I'm not exactly in House Liberty right now. Expect delays.