Of course his Agent was embedded. They called it “diffused”. It was in the home, across the home, through the home. There wasn’t really a word for it. Always on, always there. They could talk to each other, work together whichever room he was in. And of course the Agent was waiting embedded in the office after having been diffused across his commute. Everywhere. Invisible. Untouchable. He didn’t need one but that’s why he kept an old handset. It had a screen, even a couple of buttons He couldn’t switch it off but he could hold it, touch it. Fidget.