[Ignis almost startles when the computer actually turns on. He didn't expect that in this ran down building anything works, that there's even electricity. He doesn't recognize anything on a whiteboard so he leaves all of that to them and sits at the computer to go through the files.
His eyes glance at her movements, but he says nothing and instead focuses on the screen, trying to make a sense of things that are written. 'Museum, catalogue, portal notes'. Ignis frowns and tries to open that last file, marked as SOLIS_PORTALNOTES.TXT. He really hopes it's a text file.]
It would explain how all of us, from different worlds ended up here, [Ignis adds, but the thought of a portal doesn't put him at ease. It alarms him.]
I wonder if that's how the World Eaters ended up here, [he mutters as he accepts what Scarlett offers him. Hmm... to connect or not? It seems dangerous. It might not work, but then again he also thought the computers won't work. Votes?]
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His eyes glance at her movements, but he says nothing and instead focuses on the screen, trying to make a sense of things that are written. 'Museum, catalogue, portal notes'. Ignis frowns and tries to open that last file, marked as SOLIS_PORTALNOTES.TXT. He really hopes it's a text file.]
It would explain how all of us, from different worlds ended up here, [Ignis adds, but the thought of a portal doesn't put him at ease. It alarms him.]
I wonder if that's how the World Eaters ended up here, [he mutters as he accepts what Scarlett offers him. Hmm... to connect or not? It seems dangerous. It might not work, but then again he also thought the computers won't work. Votes?]