|Arthur Sweeney (opprobrious) wrote in portentousic,|
Arthur would have preferred to leave Mirage already, but knowing that Kittie was working, he opted to get a drink and wait instead. It turned into a few drinks, though only beers, as he waited. He had someone with some tech knowledge look at his phone, but there really wasn't much that could be confirmed. They were limited on their technical security now, so he just had to trust that the small blonde was telling the truth.
He looked up from his glass when she approached, watching her as she sat down. She looked exhausted, and Arthur could only guess at how mentally draining it was to talk to machines. A brow arched at everything she said, curious about the last bit. "Huh. Interesting." He'd have to look into it to see who had been the one to setup the systems before. He remembered a woman with a bionic arm, but that had been some time ago.
"That all sounds very technical, but good job." He told her with a nod. "I suppose it'll need to be done for each business we own and run, but you can take your time with it. I know you've got your own job, yeah?"