McCoy doesn't have to clear his throat this time. His look and his voice are clear. The memory's still fresh. "A man and a woman. The woman was a lot taller than the man. Both of them were dressed in black from head to toe, which looked pretty damn conspicuous in the daylight."

But there was something else, wasn't there? Something before that - "They came in through the...it had to have been the King's Quarters. It wasn't one of the public doors."

He leans back in his chair, chewing this over himself. "They were surprised to see us still awake. Accused us of being sent by a him to see what kind of job they were doing."