[Oh, yeah, he totally notes how she trips over her words. Sure you have, Rosalind. It's a bit like hopping into a car driven by someone who doesn't technically have their driver's license, but...! But the physics is sound, the machinery is in part designed by him, and most of all, it would be very hypocritical of him to shoot down the slapping together of a groundbreaking scientific tool from spare parts. That's, like, his MO.
More importantly, what else is he supposed to do around here? This is fun.]
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More importantly, what else is he supposed to do around here? This is fun.]
Hm? What am I doing?
[He looks down at himself, like an idiot.]