( Lance's answer is a long pause that seems either mildly contemplative or mildly baffled.
A couple of days ago, he'd been talking to Alex the animal guy about how nice it would be to have an electron microscope. His mind immediately went to I wonder if I could make one, and Alex gently, kindly suggested they could probably just ask the scientists from the super advanced space ship. It's a fantastic example of how Ian's brain sometimes skips over the easiest or most obvious answer.
The way Lance pitched it sounded really fucking easy. He takes a few seconds to turn it over, automatically searching for reasons why he shouldn't and coming up empty.
Finally, he lets out a short, thoughtful: )
Huh.
( Wellp. Guess who feels like a moron. Surely his brain will have the opportunity to poke holes in this after a little while, particularly once fully sober, but for right now that suggestion sounds unbelievably viable. )
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A couple of days ago, he'd been talking to Alex the animal guy about how nice it would be to have an electron microscope. His mind immediately went to I wonder if I could make one, and Alex gently, kindly suggested they could probably just ask the scientists from the super advanced space ship. It's a fantastic example of how Ian's brain sometimes skips over the easiest or most obvious answer.
The way Lance pitched it sounded really fucking easy. He takes a few seconds to turn it over, automatically searching for reasons why he shouldn't and coming up empty.
Finally, he lets out a short, thoughtful: )
Huh.
( Wellp. Guess who feels like a moron. Surely his brain will have the opportunity to poke holes in this after a little while, particularly once fully sober, but for right now that suggestion sounds unbelievably viable. )