Gaius' eyes were waffle-sized as he took in what she was telling him.
It couldn't be true. There was a room full of people, crammed together. She must be misreading something. Her disturbingly iron-tight grip on his shoulder, however, told him that this would be a bad response.
"I promise you that I'm not broadcasting anything on purpose... perhaps it's some equipment or..." But he knew there was nothing on his person, except perhaps the same equipment they'd handed to everyone else at the door, that could be doing something like this.
"I... I have no idea," he finally said, and to his supreme frustration, Six began circling around behind the woman, grinning as if this were all extremely fun.
"She's got your number, Gaius," Six said. "But if you're broadcasting something, what does that mean?"
"Nothing," he replied tartly in Six's direction, and then quickly added "...of mine was given to me when I arrived here. I only have the standard issue... whatever these are."
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It couldn't be true. There was a room full of people, crammed together. She must be misreading something. Her disturbingly iron-tight grip on his shoulder, however, told him that this would be a bad response.
"I promise you that I'm not broadcasting anything on purpose... perhaps it's some equipment or..." But he knew there was nothing on his person, except perhaps the same equipment they'd handed to everyone else at the door, that could be doing something like this.
"I... I have no idea," he finally said, and to his supreme frustration, Six began circling around behind the woman, grinning as if this were all extremely fun.
"She's got your number, Gaius," Six said. "But if you're broadcasting something, what does that mean?"
"Nothing," he replied tartly in Six's direction, and then quickly added "...of mine was given to me when I arrived here. I only have the standard issue... whatever these are."