Arthur watched him navigate. He could get the gist. He didn't know how much he would use the device. He looked from John's to his own. Chuckling softly. "If Marko Dragic was alive now, he'd snatch this from me and tell he 'you'll break it you buffoon' and likely not give it back."
He'd seen the flash of something. Something he took a little note of when John was using his own phone to give him some guidance. That had him leaning back. "Tell me, this is going to be a strange strange question. One of the strangest I've ever had to ask. But was that a date I saw?" He could be wrong. There was a small possibility that one hundred and twenty years into his future.