[The Doc's video today is prefaced by a little precautionary message.]

Everyone, stay away from the floodwater. I'd tell you the sort of water and vector-borne diseases you could get but you probably want to take my word for it. If you have come in contact with the water, I'd recommend seeing me for a checkup.

[After that Public Service Announcement, Kiriko motions to a book in his lap. It's a Russian history book he managed to take from the library some time ago, and around him are a few modern ones he's received over time. It appears his Russian has gotten quite good.]

You know... I've been reading these a lot, lately. The world history is more or less the same as what I learned when I was younger...

But... [He laughs nervously.] It's weird. I can't bring myself to read past when I'm from. What if I find out someone I know is dead, or we lost the war? Or worse?

[He understands now how Elizabeth must have felt when he mentioned England. He realizes he shouldn't have done it, now.]

I mean, for most of you, it's probably no big deal. You already know.

[He closes the books, and puts them to the side.]

I don't think I want to.

He's gone... Again.

[The feed cuts off without anything else. Those who know what Cross means will understand.]

[When the feed comes on, it's because the device hit the ground, knocked from it's owner's pocket. At first, all that can be heard is the scuffling of boots and shoes followed by a few mumbled words. A kick to the device turns it over and Cross can be seen, dressed in his priestly guise, pinned against an alley wall by a gang of thugs.]

Come now boys... The Lord would not take kindly to this sort of treatment. You're all all ready headed down the twisted road of sin, do not add to your transgressions by attacking on of his servants.

[The largest of the four men, who Cross still towers over, puts a blade to the redhead's throat and mutters a Russian slur under his breath. Just as the blade starts to slide over his skin, four shots ring out and the thugs hit the ground. Cross slides Judgement back in its holster and runs his gloved fingers against his throat, frowning at the blood that smeared over the fabric.]

Damn it...

[The sound of sirens starts up in the background and Cross bends over, snatching up his communicator as he summons Maria, hiding himself from view just as police appear in the alley to investigate the shots.]