"What this human being would thrive on is a Nobel Prize or two - oh, thank you! - but I haven't published anything in years and can't tell anyone what I do! That's a deathstroke when you think of how cutthroat the physics community is..." He tossed the fruit up and down in his hand a couple of times as if to weigh it before beginning to pick at its peel grumpily.
"Which isn't to say the work isn't rewarding! I mean...yes, I've gone a few days without sleep, and...maybe had to make a difficult decision or two." The expression Drake made just then might have been frustrated concentration at the fruit peel, or it might have been diligently ignoring a feeling of tremendous guilt. "But it is..." he almost said something about the earth still being in one piece being quite nice, but caught himself. "...it is very rewarding. Ah! Finally. Oh, that's pretty."
Where Clarice experienced pleased surprise, Drake squinched one eye at the sudden tartness. "WOW. That'd be excellent on a salad."
Throughout, the mun swears that she meant to mention earlier that Drake's been making a few purchases, himself. Mostly small things to restock his tactical vest, like a flashlight, a utility knife, a canteen, etc. And spare cords and connectors that he wants to splice together later to see if he can make his tablet compatible with Agra 10's technology.
"Hm." Came a short huff of a laugh. "That was a few years ago. You ought to see some of the projects since then."
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"Which isn't to say the work isn't rewarding! I mean...yes, I've gone a few days without sleep, and...maybe had to make a difficult decision or two." The expression Drake made just then might have been frustrated concentration at the fruit peel, or it might have been diligently ignoring a feeling of tremendous guilt. "But it is..." he almost said something about the earth still being in one piece being quite nice, but caught himself. "...it is very rewarding. Ah! Finally. Oh, that's pretty."
Where Clarice experienced pleased surprise, Drake squinched one eye at the sudden tartness. "WOW. That'd be excellent on a salad."
Throughout, the mun swears that she meant to mention earlier that Drake's been making a few purchases, himself. Mostly small things to restock his tactical vest, like a flashlight, a utility knife, a canteen, etc. And spare cords and connectors that he wants to splice together later to see if he can make his tablet compatible with Agra 10's technology.
"Hm." Came a short huff of a laugh. "That was a few years ago. You ought to see some of the projects since then."