Right. [ His voice is uncertain; he wants to believe her - desperately so, if only because his entire life has been built on trusting the good word of commanding officers and right now, after the sickening shake recent events has dealt his spiritual belief, he isn't sure he can handle a similar knock to the rest of his world view. A brief nod, then he hefts the black box and his gaze breaks to sweep the consoles that surround them on the bridge. ]
You should see this, then. [ His words are quiet as he examines a nearby monitor and its connecting sockets; the black box is a data repository and sadly lacking in a screen. ] Can you hook me up with a console?
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You should see this, then. [ His words are quiet as he examines a nearby monitor and its connecting sockets; the black box is a data repository and sadly lacking in a screen. ] Can you hook me up with a console?