[ One eyebrow lifts, but he doesn't comment. That sounds like ethics and contracts, instead of supernatural compulsion. Something to get into another time, perhaps. Shepard's notes are more pertinent. ]
I don't understand all of her shorthand. [ But, ] She strongly believed it to be an artificial intelligence.
[ Severus sits back, elbows perched on the edge of the island, twists his fingers in the air like spinning a ball, some construct of air. A neatly stacked selection of papers appears between his hands, and he takes it, flips through, then slides it over to Erik.
A reproduction, loose-leafed, unbound. He doesn't pass around the real one. ]
no subject
I don't understand all of her shorthand. [ But, ] She strongly believed it to be an artificial intelligence.
[ Severus sits back, elbows perched on the edge of the island, twists his fingers in the air like spinning a ball, some construct of air. A neatly stacked selection of papers appears between his hands, and he takes it, flips through, then slides it over to Erik.
A reproduction, loose-leafed, unbound. He doesn't pass around the real one. ]