[ Qubit just about hits the ceiling from the tremendous CLANG at his door, and when it then slides open, he automatically goes for the laser rifle on the bench behind him - but he sets it down again when he sees who it is.
It's Peter, of course, but something's wrong. He's pissed. He is madder than Qubit's ever seen him, and Qubit has no idea why - until the dorky glasses hit his workstation, and then the pieces start to fit together. He eyes them for a few seconds, his expression shifting from surprise through recognition and finally into a sullen glare, which he redirects to Peter with only a flick of his eyes.
He doesn't have to be a mind reader to have an idea what's going on - he knows what he did. The question is how Peter found out. ]
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It's Peter, of course, but something's wrong. He's pissed. He is madder than Qubit's ever seen him, and Qubit has no idea why - until the dorky glasses hit his workstation, and then the pieces start to fit together. He eyes them for a few seconds, his expression shifting from surprise through recognition and finally into a sullen glare, which he redirects to Peter with only a flick of his eyes.
He doesn't have to be a mind reader to have an idea what's going on - he knows what he did. The question is how Peter found out. ]
... If that's what you call knocking-