Night or day aren't things that matter much to Jon anymore either way. Not when he hardly sleeps as it is.
Heading into the cargo bay is, admittedly, a bit of a long shot. But without any luck elsewhere, it's where the Archivist eventually ends up. Initially, he entirely ignores the presence of the only other person in the place. Which is less because he's intimidated by the man, but rather because Jon isn't very inclined to disturb him.
Jon's way brings him straight up to the shuttles they have initially arrived in and he spends a good amount of time strolling around each of them before doing the same with the consoles set up throughout the room. To no avail, unfortunately. The Archivist is left as empty-handed as he has been upon entering the bay.
With a quiet frown on his face and his hands tucked away in the pockets of his pants, Jon makes to leave the place again, but then stops, casting a quick glance over to the other man - It can't hurt to at least ask, right? Right.
That's what it's there for!
Heading into the cargo bay is, admittedly, a bit of a long shot. But without any luck elsewhere, it's where the Archivist eventually ends up. Initially, he entirely ignores the presence of the only other person in the place. Which is less because he's intimidated by the man, but rather because Jon isn't very inclined to disturb him.
Jon's way brings him straight up to the shuttles they have initially arrived in and he spends a good amount of time strolling around each of them before doing the same with the consoles set up throughout the room. To no avail, unfortunately. The Archivist is left as empty-handed as he has been upon entering the bay.
With a quiet frown on his face and his hands tucked away in the pockets of his pants, Jon makes to leave the place again, but then stops, casting a quick glance over to the other man - It can't hurt to at least ask, right? Right.
"... Excuse me?"