[Natasha's question triggers an intense discomfort, a small frown growing on his face. Kid nervously runs his hands through his hair and glances off of the screen.]
Kid coughs, clearing his throat. He doesn't know Natasha well, and it's not appropriate to burden her with his own concerns. He quickly rubs his eyes.]
...It's nothing. [So convincing. The most convincing.]
I have not been able to make a useful extrapolation from the data collected. [Kid seems distracted, now that she's mentioned Stein. It doesn't seem to help that he's clearly exhausted.] It seems pointless to share data that does not have a clear purpose.
The anomalies come in different numbers, at different times, to different group sizes and in different forms...there is no clear pattern whatsoever. It seems that when most groups encounter an anomaly there is just the one, perhaps two. The time has had no pattern that I've been able to discern. Larger groups seem to fall victim most frequently, but the anomaly that kil-- [Kid freezes, realizing that his explanation has him talking about exactly the topic he had been avoiding.] --when the Professor and I encountered that anomaly, it was just us.
[Kid tilts the tablet, revealing the soft blue glow of the aquarium. Bar that and the light given off by the tablet screen itself, the room is fairly dark.]
I am in the aquarium for the night. [He closes his eyes, tilting his head slightly.] The building locks at night, as do most.
[Kid visibly shrinks from the tablet. That was not the answer he wanted, though he hardly knew what he wanted to be told.]
I knew its face. Even though it was so wrong. [Kid crosses his arms, looking away. His voice is small when he speaks again. ] I recognized my father's image, even as grotesquely misshapen as it was.
...loved ones and friends as anomalies. [He's very quiet as he parrots her explanation, looking at the ground and away from the video. Kid rubs his eyes, blinking hard.] Then it was certainly meant for me.
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I've been looking it over, yes, and I shared it with my team. Has Professor Stein had the chance to go through it?
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Ah--he looked at it briefly, yes.
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Is everything alright?
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Kid coughs, clearing his throat. He doesn't know Natasha well, and it's not appropriate to burden her with his own concerns. He quickly rubs his eyes.]
...It's nothing. [So convincing. The most convincing.]
I hope you have found the information useful.
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The anomalies come in different numbers, at different times, to different group sizes and in different forms...there is no clear pattern whatsoever. It seems that when most groups encounter an anomaly there is just the one, perhaps two. The time has had no pattern that I've been able to discern. Larger groups seem to fall victim most frequently, but the anomaly that kil-- [Kid freezes, realizing that his explanation has him talking about exactly the topic he had been avoiding.] --when the Professor and I encountered that anomaly, it was just us.
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Yes. It does seem to be somewhat random. Are you somewhere safe at the moment?
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I am in the aquarium for the night. [He closes his eyes, tilting his head slightly.] The building locks at night, as do most.
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...you saw the obituary?
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[He tried to cut himself off, but not quickly enough.]
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...I am certain that the anomaly was meant for me.
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I knew its face. Even though it was so wrong. [Kid crosses his arms, looking away. His voice is small when he speaks again. ] I recognized my father's image, even as grotesquely misshapen as it was.
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That's happened before. There are reports of it on the network, of people seeing loved ones and friends as anomalies.
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