"Ten minute break. I'll be right back, sorry."
Eli looked up from where he was composing his project report, to watch Bel's avatar close its eyes and slump against the chair.
The latest simulation run seemed the best of them so far. They both decided it was as much as they could do at the moment.
They'd slowed down the walking speed, so the tour encouraged silent contemplation between points of interest, when the guides started talking again.
But paperwork, weeping skies.
He had to note down the data, explain why this and that were changed, added, modified. Ugh, rationale. Every bit of data needed a reason to exist.
Bel had been re-running the simulation when she suddenly stood and announced a ten minute break.
He stood and stretched.
A break would be good.
When Bel returned, he was re-running the simulation in slow motion, pouring out his thoughts onto his project draft.
