"Yes, I'm sure he'll come to the conclusion of temporal duplicates as opposed to the mundane explanation of lying," he growls, the defensive bite smoothing the words into a sneer.
He accepts the offered paper, brusque and abrupt. The drawing is altogether unremarkable, as is its subject, and relatively worthless in terms of actively tracking down the person of interest.
"He could be anyone," he says flatly, and returns the sketch. "Fortunately for all parties involved, I'm more adept at locating people than you are at describing them." His fingers twitch at his side, itching for the familiar clatter of a keyboard. He will require a laptop, almost certainly fucking require it. He will require a laptop and a secure connection and then, and then, as always, there is nothing that will not be digitally accessible to him and nothing that can hope to withstand the full strength of his mind and he is certain of this and always has been.
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He accepts the offered paper, brusque and abrupt. The drawing is altogether unremarkable, as is its subject, and relatively worthless in terms of actively tracking down the person of interest.
"He could be anyone," he says flatly, and returns the sketch. "Fortunately for all parties involved, I'm more adept at locating people than you are at describing them." His fingers twitch at his side, itching for the familiar clatter of a keyboard. He will require a laptop, almost certainly fucking require it. He will require a laptop and a secure connection and then, and then, as always, there is nothing that will not be digitally accessible to him and nothing that can hope to withstand the full strength of his mind and he is certain of this and always has been.