[ he looks over the section she points out, taking the sheet in both hands and staring close to the page like he doesn't understand what he's reading. ]
How did you confirm it?
[ she's the journalist, and she actually... sounds like one now. something that briefly warms his breastbone though the reality of the situation quickly shoves any positivity down. ]
Well, let's try to find the panel. That at least proves there's a code to input, right?
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How did you confirm it?
[ she's the journalist, and she actually... sounds like one now. something that briefly warms his breastbone though the reality of the situation quickly shoves any positivity down. ]
Well, let's try to find the panel. That at least proves there's a code to input, right?