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[oedipusrat]

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[spottedprick]

Just a moment.

[Glances around and tries highlighting the general data pile that makes up his home computer.]

Can you see that?

[oedipusrat]

[In many ways, this is a grand opportunity. He won't gloat about it now, but being given a taste of free access, more or less, to Q's computer? Not that he couldn't hack into it, he's sure, with a little trickery, but still!]

I think I understand where you are going with this.

[He suspects they don't see data in the same way, from these two perspectives, but he can 'see' well enough what Q is indicating. True to his word, he is much more careful this time in moving Q, nudging anything useless out of the way as he moves the data packet that is the young quartermaster into the computer proper.]

Better?

[spottedprick]

[Q knows better than to trust Silva but he also knows that in this state, where's essentially merged with the network, he's more capable of defending it against Silva. He lets himself be pushed and takes a breath.]

Much. Now if you could just... hold me here. I'll try to find my body through the computer.

[oedipusrat]

[He's still half considering pinging James, just in case, but for the moment, he'll refrain. What he might do is try to rummage around for the computer's specific location in the City. You know. Out of concern, or...something.]

Try not to get distracted as you do. And make a point of not doing this again if you can at all help it.

[spottedprick]

I shall endeavor to do so.

[Leaving Silva to 'hold' him against his computer, Q quickly hunts down the separate 'unit' that must be his body, the electronic pulses present but otherwise not containing the clear data of computers.]

I think thi

[Before he can finish the sentence he's sucked back into his body and it's a painful jolt, suddenly feeling so much sensation and his body's exhausted because it's been in the same position without moving for over a day and he collapses to the floor, letting out a choked cry of pain and curling into himself.]