( ah, yes. his gaze drops down to follow hers, once again scrutinizing the new accessory they've found themselves with. past the initial flurry of - text messages? is that what they were called? - it has thus far been quiet, with only the occasional reminder of a place to be. he's only fiddled with it a little, its elaborate functions far beyond those of what he's used to back in fontaine. but a bit of polite questioning from one of the nearby staff had gleaned him a few answers, and in truth, had it not been forced upon him without consent he may very well have found it useful.
certainly the reminders before each trial would have been appreciated. though perhaps sedene would be upset to know that a piece of technology had put her out of a job as his assistant.
he frowns again, bringing one hand up to his chin. )
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certainly the reminders before each trial would have been appreciated. though perhaps sedene would be upset to know that a piece of technology had put her out of a job as his assistant.
he frowns again, bringing one hand up to his chin. )
Do you believe it to be monitoring us?