That's correct. [ His tone is cool, matter-of-fact. ] Don't worry. I fully intend to give him a piece of my mind.
[ He didn't miss the thing about "rotting right through them," but he'll address that in a minute. For now, they've come up to a particular door in R&D, where Qubit enters a code into the keypad and the door slides vertically open, allowing them into the lab.
The place is kind of a mess, as Qubit's the kind of guy who doesn't really get around to tidying up until he literally cannot use his workspace. And without the ability to make bespoke electronics with weird form factors to fit whatever space he has for them, he's instead had to reappropriate existing equipment from the other labs and cram it in wherever he can make it fit. There's equipment wheeled into corners, instruments stacked two or three high on metal shelving, cable management nightmares everywhere you look. The workbench itself is just as cluttered, with half-finished projects and discarded wires and a few little plastic bins full of miscellaneous parts.
Off to one side, though, stands a contraption that's odd-looking even compared to the rest of the odd-looking contraptions. It's basically a vertical tube, large enough for a grown man to stand inside, with the sides coated in what appears to be aluminum foil.
So yeah, uh, you're not a technophobe or anything, right? 'Cause there's a lot of techno in here. ]
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[ He didn't miss the thing about "rotting right through them," but he'll address that in a minute. For now, they've come up to a particular door in R&D, where Qubit enters a code into the keypad and the door slides vertically open, allowing them into the lab.
The place is kind of a mess, as Qubit's the kind of guy who doesn't really get around to tidying up until he literally cannot use his workspace. And without the ability to make bespoke electronics with weird form factors to fit whatever space he has for them, he's instead had to reappropriate existing equipment from the other labs and cram it in wherever he can make it fit. There's equipment wheeled into corners, instruments stacked two or three high on metal shelving, cable management nightmares everywhere you look. The workbench itself is just as cluttered, with half-finished projects and discarded wires and a few little plastic bins full of miscellaneous parts.
Off to one side, though, stands a contraption that's odd-looking even compared to the rest of the odd-looking contraptions. It's basically a vertical tube, large enough for a grown man to stand inside, with the sides coated in what appears to be aluminum foil.
So yeah, uh, you're not a technophobe or anything, right? 'Cause there's a lot of techno in here. ]