He listened to her without interruption, able to divide his attention between the conversation and his scan of the logs. "It's inconsistent with every aspect of their behavior I've ever been able to observe," he said. He knew fully well that was no absolute. They could have withheld things or behaved in a deliberately deceitful way, except that such a thing flew in the face of everything everyone said of them, including people who had lived under their rule for well over a thousand years. "If they wanted the Rotarran, they would say so directly, and they would have a logical reason for it. They are not erratic or overly emotional beings."
He stopped his scan and backed it up, beckoning to her. "I think I've found something. Come look at this strange spike. It goes completely past the capability of all of the sensor arrays to measure. I don't recognize these readings at all. I've never seen anything quite like it." He thought chances were she may have. He had no way of knowing they came from the strange aliens living within the wormhole or that the disturbances had been temporal as well as physical.
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Date: 2012-03-27 04:25 am (UTC)He stopped his scan and backed it up, beckoning to her. "I think I've found something. Come look at this strange spike. It goes completely past the capability of all of the sensor arrays to measure. I don't recognize these readings at all. I've never seen anything quite like it." He thought chances were she may have. He had no way of knowing they came from the strange aliens living within the wormhole or that the disturbances had been temporal as well as physical.