"A trap. Great. One of you is going first," Rodney says, a little peevishly.
"I'll be--oh!" and he's diverted, just like that. His favorite thing is pitting his own cleverness against others. "I'll be trying to track the thing, but I'll need, ah, something that reads radiation, and maybe some sort of density-surveying equipment." He rattles off a handful more bits and pieces of technology that he's confident he can cobble together into something that'll at least get them in the ballpark, based on John's initial sketch of what they're looking for. It'll be messy, since he doesn't have a lab, but it should get the job done.
Unless they just walk by a staticky pile of junk and it ends up not mattering.
Tacked on the end of his shopping list, he add, "I really would like to know more about this dragon. Magda's howevermany years old, so why now abandon the city? What'd the dragon do?"
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"I'll be--oh!" and he's diverted, just like that. His favorite thing is pitting his own cleverness against others. "I'll be trying to track the thing, but I'll need, ah, something that reads radiation, and maybe some sort of density-surveying equipment." He rattles off a handful more bits and pieces of technology that he's confident he can cobble together into something that'll at least get them in the ballpark, based on John's initial sketch of what they're looking for. It'll be messy, since he doesn't have a lab, but it should get the job done.
Unless they just walk by a staticky pile of junk and it ends up not mattering.
Tacked on the end of his shopping list, he add, "I really would like to know more about this dragon. Magda's howevermany years old, so why now abandon the city? What'd the dragon do?"