Kilo stared up at the glass plate of his pod waiting anxiously for Quebec. He knew the other Doll would. They were going to leave here and go outside. It was very exciting and Kilo couldn't wait.

He heard someone coming and shut his eyes on instinct. But then he heard Quebec's voice, and he opened his eyes again. Silently he took the man's hand, shifting to easily pass through the glass as if it were water.

Kilo kept his hand in Quebec's. He seemed to remember that if he wanted, he could make sure no one would see them. They could leave here without any trouble at all.

"We should hurry," he said quietly.