"We are doing a little research. I like to consider myself an educated man, and there is something going on here that I am not educated on. Simple as that."<br/><br/>He started typing, the old keyboard clacking rather loudly under his finger tips. It'd been some time since he'd had to do anything relating to a computer. He'd barely touched one since his sister had passed. The wave of nostalgia ran over him as he thought of her, sitting in front of her set up at home. Breaking the law in too many ways to count. The things they'd messed with. It was a sharp feeling, and settled in his gut uncomfortably.<br/><br/>"Ignore that, just some bad memories."<br/><br/>It'd been odd having to tell Shula to ignore his feelings, since she had the innate ability to feel them through the bond. It felt revealing at times, and although he tried to keep a tight leash on it, the tough facade he put up in person wasn't quite the same as the one in his mind.