Asami looked down and discovered that, in the way of very bad spies, she could think of nothing better than squatting and hoping she wasn't discovered. The light had been small at first, and unremarkable. But then it had grown wider and she now heard voices.

She felt a little uneasy and held a hand over her stomach. At which all thoughts she had that this was unnatural made her feel like backing up and getting the heck out of there.

And, just like the voice, she had no idea what it was talking about.