There was no way, she thought. But if there was a way, if there was anyone that could figure it out from scratch or reverse engineer from her samples, maybe it was Bruce. She tried to steel herself. His thought process gave her too much hope. After everything that had happened, including to Hope the Rat, Liv tried and failed to lock it down.
She curled up on the couch, hugging her knees to her chest and tried to direct her attention to the TV screen in front of her. He ask for a minute and she didn't dare risk interrupting his train of thought.