There is half a moment there where Glitch tenses and prepares to jump in a break up a fight at his nice, civilized, cozy meeting. Cooler heads prevail but...bad. Bad bad bad. This is why there's never been much of a coalition among the citizens, he thinks, and pinches the bridge of his nose.
"I'll want a translation later," he mutters, mostly to himself, and looks up again.
"Unfortunately, I don't...I don't know much more, hence asking for help with looking into it further." For which he's now kicking himself. Investigate first, present findings later, doing otherwise leads to getting dismissed as a crackpot. "Which from what we've gathered means climbing or-- I guess Maddy could take me up in the plane, though it'd be easier with something that hovered."
Visions of da Vinci-like contraptions dance through his head but are qucikly dismissed. He leans back against the mantle and folds his arms, a bit morose. "Sorry. If Tony were still here he'd probably have the whole thing sorted out and blasted to bits by now, but...you're stuck with me."
also what the hell did I wake up to
"I'll want a translation later," he mutters, mostly to himself, and looks up again.
"Unfortunately, I don't...I don't know much more, hence asking for help with looking into it further." For which he's now kicking himself. Investigate first, present findings later, doing otherwise leads to getting dismissed as a crackpot. "Which from what we've gathered means climbing or-- I guess Maddy could take me up in the plane, though it'd be easier with something that hovered."
Visions of da Vinci-like contraptions dance through his head but are qucikly dismissed. He leans back against the mantle and folds his arms, a bit morose. "Sorry. If Tony were still here he'd probably have the whole thing sorted out and blasted to bits by now, but...you're stuck with me."