Jemarr smiled back at Anastasia, again giving her the hand gesture that indicated smiling, holding his hand palm down and passing it from his chest down to his right hip. He gave Anastasia's body another quick look over, glad that his suit was still recording everything he saw, and then turned his attention to the display. He sat down quickly as Anastasia stood up, giving her a nod of gratitude.<br/><br/>"Thank you, it's good to get off my feet. I wish I hadn't taken all those stimulants." He paused to consider this. "I wish I hadn't<em>needed</em>to take all those stimulants. Don't let me fall asleep in this chair, will you?" he continued, with a laugh.<br/><br/>The quarian leant forward and eyed the holographic display, as well as the entirely real display stretching out behind it. "Prothean artifacts? No more than any of the galaxy's sentient races, I should think. Which is a great deal of interest, remember. Every race in the galaxy owes its interstellar development to Prothean artifacts like mass effect drives and the mass relay network. Look at what your own race has achieved in only thirty-five years since your Mars discovery. But specifically? I don't think so. The geth's main motivations are power and destruction, so if the beacon could aid them with that, then they'd go for it. I'm more concerned about how they knew about the beacon in the first place. I can only assume that Alliance communications concerning Prothean artifacts would be heavily encrypted. And, of course, there's that ship. That thing bothers me especially deeply."<br/><br/>Jemarr tilted his head up at Anastasia, surprised at the offer. "Really? You honour me with your hospitality, and I offer you the same should you come to the Kesselyn. I thought I would have to find a storeroom or something. Thank you."<br/><br/>He followed Anastasia's movements on the display, pondering. "Well, I agree with the metadata that Lieutenant Moreau attached - it looks like a mass relay carrier signal. There's clearly a geth communication if you extract it like this..." he murmured as he applied a modulation to the signal, stripping out the carrier wave and leaving the geth signal. "Geth communication isn't like the way people communicate. Geth in close proximity to each other exist as a continuous stream of distributed computing. They don't have individual identities. So, an interstellar signal isn't really a 'message' the way you or I would send mail through a mass relay, but a stream of information that only really makes sense when inserted into the distributed computing of another group of geth. It's very difficult to interpret it without applying it to a geth-like VI, and that would be blasphemous and foolish. But there are ways."<br/><br/>Jemarr tapped a few buttons on the console, then taps his omni-tool, downloading the signal. "I see the evidence of the sub-signal, though. Very odd. It doesn't resemble a geth communication. It doesn't match any encoding I recognise. I'll extract it from the higher signal and do what I can to decipher it. It may be from that strange ship. I wonder if the geth even know that that signal is there?"<br/><br/>The quarian looked up at Anastasia, his breath catching as he looked into her bright violet eyes. "I. Ah. Yes. I think I can do this, but it will take some time. Mm." He broke the gaze, embarrassed, and tried to focus on the signal once more.