"Pretty good," York muses, "but my partner's better. Delta? Can you help me out?"
A green hologram appears at York's shoulder on his blind side, nodding its tiny helmeted head at Shelley.
"I can assist verbally, but cannot interface with rig technology."
"Let's flex our hacker skills, then."
"Don't flex too hard, York. You have a habit of breaking things."
"I can't tell if that's a compliment or not. Anyway..." He leans down to see what the programmer Shelley knocked out was working on, and if there's any way deeper into the system from an already logged-in computer.
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A green hologram appears at York's shoulder on his blind side, nodding its tiny helmeted head at Shelley.
"I can assist verbally, but cannot interface with rig technology."
"Let's flex our hacker skills, then."
"Don't flex too hard, York. You have a habit of breaking things."
"I can't tell if that's a compliment or not. Anyway..." He leans down to see what the programmer Shelley knocked out was working on, and if there's any way deeper into the system from an already logged-in computer.