"Everyone here should know that their memory is not safe," she gritted through her own teeth. "But I daresay that if someone suggested something as obvious as a daily roll call, to see who's here and who's been repodded or GlaDOS'd or whatever, everyone would bicker over 'invasion of privacy' and 'personal rights' and 'what if the monsters find me.'"

She rolled her eyes at Howard, out and in. "Maybe the Ohm are going to show up, see what a fine job we're doing, and then just laugh themselves to death. War over. Boom."

She turned one eye to her computer and started typing two-handed. "And of course no one has filed the receipts of what they bought, so we can scan those...so we ask about weird shops. Could be people offering time travel equipment, fountains of youth, exotic weapons, bulk memory transfers. What else? Anything stick out in your mind from talking to patients?"