Guess Kevin doesn't really inspire much fear or awe. [ Not that Kilgrave does much better if the soft, amused huff is anything to go by. In David's defense, he's easily amused.
Then he's back to searching, eventually finding what he's looking for: a bar-code (or something very like one) printed on the side of the pod, almost hidden from sight. ] Gotcha. [ Murmured to himself, pleased despite the fact that this is a small victory all things considered.
He pushes back to his feet, heading back to the console. ] Thompson?
[ There's bound to be hundreds, possibly thousandsㅡmillions, even, though he isn't ready to think quite in those terms just yetㅡof K. Thompson's out there, but it's a start. ]
and now, a million years later.
Then he's back to searching, eventually finding what he's looking for: a bar-code (or something very like one) printed on the side of the pod, almost hidden from sight. ] Gotcha. [ Murmured to himself, pleased despite the fact that this is a small victory all things considered.
He pushes back to his feet, heading back to the console. ] Thompson?
[ There's bound to be hundreds, possibly thousandsㅡmillions, even, though he isn't ready to think quite in those terms just yetㅡof K. Thompson's out there, but it's a start. ]