"That's a first," Tensai huffed, but he would make an attempt to be less defensive. Now that he could breath normally again he grew a little less tense but he was listening carefully for any sounds that might indicate their position was compromised. If there was so much as a footfall on a ladder rung... well. He might miss it. He didn't have any special abilities or amplified senses. The point was, he was still alert.
"It couldn't sound anymore weird than what I witnessed," Or in other words, try me. Tensei fixed his gaze on Bob as if he was expecting something truly profound to follow. Disappointingly it didn't. There had already been a working theory that the man came from the computer- for as much sense as that made. ".. And?" When eye contact was broken it also gave Tensai a chance to really look Bob over without interruption. Yup, there had been no mistake. That definitely looked like cgi, walking around in a completely alien environment. "You have to realize that this is a lot to swallow, and I have plenty of reasons to be skeptical." Perhaps this wasn't technological at all- some kind of spell? Wouldn't this by awfully elaborate for a spell? What Magi would know enough about 20th century graphics to come up with .. this? It wasn't as if a spell could be maintained for long period of time unless it was continually being cast either... not that he was a master of the subject.
"Maybe.. I'm unconscious." Reaching up to pinch his cheeks on either side, but it felt real enough and he winced. "That unit we left behind, should be fine where it is- but I can't say what they're intending on doing with it. They might wipe the whole thing, or sell off the parts.." Which he realized, wasn't exactly helping, but it was rational. "Not unless they're keeping it around like a museum piece.. but I wouldn't expect it in a shop like that." It would have been too cumbersome to swipe it on the way out, and he wasn't planning on going back for it.
"No it shouldn't." He chorused. "Assuming I believe you at all, which I'm not sure that I do. Let's get one thing straight- I'm a prog-" The words were choked off as he coughed a few times. "I'm not an idiot." Giving himself a quick reminder not to go around boldly announcing his skill level. This was going to be difficult with all this information he was going to have to keep concealed. "I might understand more than you think."
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"It couldn't sound anymore weird than what I witnessed," Or in other words, try me. Tensei fixed his gaze on Bob as if he was expecting something truly profound to follow. Disappointingly it didn't. There had already been a working theory that the man came from the computer- for as much sense as that made. ".. And?" When eye contact was broken it also gave Tensai a chance to really look Bob over without interruption. Yup, there had been no mistake. That definitely looked like cgi, walking around in a completely alien environment. "You have to realize that this is a lot to swallow, and I have plenty of reasons to be skeptical." Perhaps this wasn't technological at all- some kind of spell? Wouldn't this by awfully elaborate for a spell? What Magi would know enough about 20th century graphics to come up with .. this? It wasn't as if a spell could be maintained for long period of time unless it was continually being cast either... not that he was a master of the subject.
"Maybe.. I'm unconscious." Reaching up to pinch his cheeks on either side, but it felt real enough and he winced. "That unit we left behind, should be fine where it is- but I can't say what they're intending on doing with it. They might wipe the whole thing, or sell off the parts.." Which he realized, wasn't exactly helping, but it was rational. "Not unless they're keeping it around like a museum piece.. but I wouldn't expect it in a shop like that." It would have been too cumbersome to swipe it on the way out, and he wasn't planning on going back for it.
"No it shouldn't." He chorused. "Assuming I believe you at all, which I'm not sure that I do. Let's get one thing straight- I'm a prog-" The words were choked off as he coughed a few times. "I'm not an idiot." Giving himself a quick reminder not to go around boldly announcing his skill level. This was going to be difficult with all this information he was going to have to keep concealed. "I might understand more than you think."