Anyway, that's what happens when you don't take the easy way out and just mindread him, I guess. There's a compressed pause, after that. A quietly frustrated kind of silence, the kind that gives off the sense that he'd be scrubbing his hands over his face, if he could. (Or that he is, wherever he's ended up in there, where she couldn't see him even if she had the capacity.) He hesitates. Then tries again.]
Every time... [It's slow. Unsure, at first. Like he's finding his footing. Or deciding how much he really wants to continue this conversation. Then—]
Every time a Trace is recorded. I can talk with them. Just for a few seconds. After that, it's just...quiet. Don't know where it is they go.
[Their data is still there. Intact, Recorded. (Save for his. ERROR: SUBJECT DATA CORRUPTED UPON INTEGRATION.)]
no subject
Anyway, that's what happens when you don't take the easy way out and just mindread him, I guess. There's a compressed pause, after that. A quietly frustrated kind of silence, the kind that gives off the sense that he'd be scrubbing his hands over his face, if he could. (Or that he is, wherever he's ended up in there, where she couldn't see him even if she had the capacity.) He hesitates. Then tries again.]
Every time... [It's slow. Unsure, at first. Like he's finding his footing. Or deciding how much he really wants to continue this conversation. Then—]
Every time a Trace is recorded. I can talk with them. Just for a few seconds. After that, it's just...quiet. Don't know where it is they go.
[Their data is still there. Intact, Recorded. (Save for his. ERROR: SUBJECT DATA CORRUPTED UPON INTEGRATION.)]
I've looked around. There's just...no one.