[ Qubit nods. It is a comforting reassurance, in spite of everything. He's not alone. They can figure this out. They'll fix this, together.
He makes a mental note of the information - Agricultural Level, R&D, the glyph, "necrotic energies" (?) - but then, given how reliable his memory has been lately, decides maybe he'd better make a physical note, too. He stands enough to grab his tablet, but changes his mind just short of doing so, turning to Carlisle instead. ]
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He makes a mental note of the information - Agricultural Level, R&D, the glyph, "necrotic energies" (?) - but then, given how reliable his memory has been lately, decides maybe he'd better make a physical note, too. He stands enough to grab his tablet, but changes his mind just short of doing so, turning to Carlisle instead. ]
Could I borrow a pen?