"Moving on," Sterling said, clearly enjoying himself far too much. "Satori, you've become something of a phenomenon. Three point seven million followers. Fan art. Merchandise. There are people selling shirts with your face on them that say 'The Stray Dog Bites Back.' How does that feel?"
"Surreal," I admitted. "Six months ago, nobody knew my name. Now I can't walk through a train station without someone asking for a photo."
"And you're handling it well?"
"I'm handling it."
"Your social media presence has been interesting. Very minimal posting, very strategic engagement. Who's managing your accounts?"
"I am. With some help from friends who actually understand how the internet works."
Sterling laughed. "Fair. And speaking of friends, let's talk about your guild. The Onyx Hounds went from dead last to first place in the rankings in less than two months. That's unprecedented."
"We work hard."
