Right so, funny thing—I can't exactly access the data anymore.
[Quentin raps his knuckles against his temple and shrugs.]
Total lockdown in that sector of my mind. Been that way since the reset. [Which is far more concerning than his casual tone would suggest. But like hell is he planning to let Tony Stark know that, especially after all his bragging. That said, Quentin's never had the best poker face or poker... anything, and his shoulders tense up reflexively, but he tries to hide it by cramming his hands emphatically into his jacket pockets.]
Had to get to a terminal—which, yes, is gone post-reset—to even feel its mind, and I should be able to feel it everywhere. And I'm not being blocked, because I can feel all of the other poor omniverse debris stuck here. Damn thing's just shy. If I had to guess, that's why it's not talking to you.
[He gets to the door of one particular shop and turns, gesturing with a tilt of his head at the door.] Alrighty, Dot Matrix, get in there and work your magic. Guy in there has been one of the least pissy around lately. Just tell him you want a costume for the festival. Might not be classy, but it'll be free.
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[Quentin raps his knuckles against his temple and shrugs.]
Total lockdown in that sector of my mind. Been that way since the reset. [Which is far more concerning than his casual tone would suggest. But like hell is he planning to let Tony Stark know that, especially after all his bragging. That said, Quentin's never had the best poker face or poker... anything, and his shoulders tense up reflexively, but he tries to hide it by cramming his hands emphatically into his jacket pockets.]
Had to get to a terminal—which, yes, is gone post-reset—to even feel its mind, and I should be able to feel it everywhere. And I'm not being blocked, because I can feel all of the other poor omniverse debris stuck here. Damn thing's just shy. If I had to guess, that's why it's not talking to you.
[He gets to the door of one particular shop and turns, gesturing with a tilt of his head at the door.] Alrighty, Dot Matrix, get in there and work your magic. Guy in there has been one of the least pissy around lately. Just tell him you want a costume for the festival. Might not be classy, but it'll be free.