He caught that gleam, but didn't point it out. After months of being around the former drone, he'd picked up on how to read the subtle hints she would give, whether consciously or unconsciously, that others would miss. It was frustrating the hell out of him, too. He knew she was from a century a good hundred years after his own, but even with technology he was almost certain would still be perceived as primitive by her, he would have already had answers to this. Even with a shuttle, he would have the right sensors. Here, even with the modifications Gabriel had made, there was only so much they could do.
"Restless," was his answer as he came to stand next to her, peering at the displays on the screens. "Needed to get out. Needed to check some things."
He didn't like the answers and then he did. God, he hated how this place could do such a thing.