Dr. Steel watches as catologs of medical pump schematics scroll across the monitor before him.
He'd seen the pumps he would need a while ago - but knowing he is being watched, minutely, he dithers.
He smiles to himself, pleased that he is able to make this 'Death Runner' sweat a bit, a sort of payback for this imprisonment.
His only concern now is how long to let this twisted individual, well, twist.
His thoughts stray back to his Alpha Experiments, the Trans-Static-Inversion Multiverse macro test: phase two, now fully underway on Skye Base.
His Emerging Principle work is time sensitive, and very nearly conclusive.
But he has some time - the current phase must be allowed to complete autonomously, else the data be biased.
So he marinates plans, inside of plans.
On top of plans.
Chewing the inside of his cheek as he mumbles, he answers, "Wait it is, my good Doctor."
With a hiccup of a laugh and a sharp smirk, without turning from the screen he adds, "Good thing we both have patients, eh?"
Building a Utopian Playground - One Smile at a Time