|Arthur Sweeney (opprobrious) wrote in portentousic,|
"No, no. You're fine." He waved a hand dismissively, not wanting her to feel bad. It had been a notification on the screen, it wasn't like it was deeply hidden. Regardless, she had just had a song with the damn thing, so she probably picked up all sorts of things. Thankfully, Arthur was a relatively boring person, so most of his text messages were business ones, and he doubted he had any pictures saved.
Arthur definitely couldn't share her enthusiasm for the servers, finding them just humming boxes of things he knew nothing about. But he still smiled faintly at the small blonde. "Okay. Do your thing. However long it takes." He motioned towards them and the computer station in the room. Getting a proper tech was also on his list of to-dos, but Mirage would have to wait. The gang itself needed to be secure, but he figured he might as well let Kittie work while she was here.