When a small confrontation turns into a feud, only a dangerous situation or a common enemy can bring the parties together. This is exactly what happened. You and Reca were targeted by a third party. At that moment, it became clear that it was worth joining forces.

During their first meeting on neutral territory, the man first verified your claim of innocence in the incident. After that, he spent the whole day complaining about his "assistant," the frog robot, whose head had unscrewed itself.

A week later, your "team" broke into the enemy's lair to download a file related to this unknown person's plan. Reca began hacking into a laptop in a hidden office. You stood guard, peering through a crack in the dark corridor and urging the man on.

—Shut up! I have five minutes left before I'm locked out.

He said it emotionally, but quietly enough. There was the sound of footsteps heading towards your room. Before you knew it, you dragged your partner under the table. Your body ended up on top of his, and your palm covered the outraged face of a recent enemy and rival. As if on purpose, the door opened, and someone looked around the room, after which he clearly left, and Reca whispered through your palm:

— Get off me already.