[ Alex just took a seat in the hallway that he'd happened to be in, nervously fiddling with his communicator and sort of staring out into the distance. He only noticed Bobbie when she sat down, and he nearly started, but the recognition came a milisecond later, and he started to relax. ]
... Yeah.
[ He wasn't. He was nervous. But he continued: ]
What do you think happens to that protocrap after it's been doin' it's thing for 6000 years?
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... Yeah.
[ He wasn't. He was nervous. But he continued: ]
What do you think happens to that protocrap after it's been doin' it's thing for 6000 years?