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She lifted a brow when he made a comment about the flash memory, but when he started to actually get to work, and Faleen sat in silence for a while, watching him closely.
He was working very quickly, despite Faleen trying to take mental notes on what he was doing, she couldn't quite keep up. this both intrigued, and GREATLY annoyed her.
He didn't seem to be doing anything that would entitle Faleen to snatch the dex away.
She leaned forward a little, keeping out of his way, but watching with an intrigued expression... despite herself...

As the silence continued, there was one idea that had been nagging at her for a while... she did have a very rare opportunity here, and Deimos didn't seem to be the sharpest tool in the kit... about human intent anyway.
"When you constructed the G-ball, I noticed there is a rapid pattern that the relay pulse seems to follow in order to keep the compartments in an active state. This translates to 60 cycles per second, though easily causes a burn out... how did you keep it stable?"

"... Zero-point energy..." she repeated, after a long pause. "your using zero-point energy"
Was he messing with her? He had to be messing with her, he was the enemy after all.
She sat up straighter, not taking her eyes off what he was doing as she frowned, and blushed in annoyance.
"Accelerated generators I could almost understand." THAT sounded more like what was currently physically possible, not just theory that he was trying to shove down her throat, She wasn't buying this.

Though... when he did say that freezing pokemon's vitals was more affective then regulating them, this actually made sense... Making her even more confused.
Was he messing with her or not?

"Accelerated generators use too much power. Zero-point energy is actually useful for tons of stuff." He paused a moment, tongue tip sticking out the side of his mouth as he gently adjusted a piece that looked like a tiny nozzle aimed at the array of mirrors. Once he was done he smiled and resumed talking, "The only hard part was finishing the theory, since it was incomplete. Man I thought there'd be more mirrors in this thing... m'gonna wire more batteries in here."

Deimos continued talking, not seeming to care about Faleen's silence. He started attaching more little power cells to the pokedex, "Except for the energy change it's a normal poké ball mostly. S'just multi-chambered and all the relays are reconfigured-"

Deimos was instantly distracted by the sandwich shoved in his face. Talk of zero-point energy and crazy inventions derailed in favor of deliciousness. "Oh! Chicken!" He snatched the offering from Tethys' hand and happily nommed on it. (Also it was turkey).

Techno-babble, sandwiches, and juice boxes. This was Team Galactic. Any minute now he was going to wake up, it was all just too weird to be real. Cave ins. Secret doors. Turning 'dexes into lasers. It had to be some kind of dream. He didn't like this place, and he didn't like how two out of three Galactics had been looking at Claire. What was the blue-haired one's problem anyway? Why had she picked Claire out of special scrutiny?

Although he still felt kind of embarrassed about the whole name yelling thing Aulus moved over to stand beside the purple-eyed woman once more, spinning his staff over his hand a few times, and generally giving off the air of a suspicious bodyguard. Char remained a quiet presence just behind him, but Tortie loitered some distance away for a couple of moments giving Claire a look. Eventually, however, she seemed to reach a decision and giving a resigned huff she padded over to join her trainer, now choosing to ignore Claire rather than to glower at her.

All they could do was wait, it seemed. Wait for this mysterious laser - constructed from pokedexes of all things - to be complete, wait for the cavern to collapse, or wait for the area to fill up with carbon dioxide. Beautiful. Aila seated herself to a side, watching the various goings-on of the cave with only the mildest interest. She narrowed her eyes momentarily as Tethys stared at Claire. She had no intent to tolerate the harassment of her allies. Fortunately, it seemed TRP felt the same.

Revenant lingered near her human as the girl continued to watch the chamber's occupants. It really looked like the Galactic leader knew what he was doing, until he was handed a sandwich and a juice box. Aila found it difficult to believe that anyone within that organization respected him... Her attention shifted as Aulus moved, conspicuously taking a place at Claire's side. Mm, he really wasn't making any attempts at subtlety at all, was he? After his earlier reaction to Orion's tomfoolery, his concerned shout after the second cave-in, and now the protector-like posture he took by her side, even Aila, who generally had difficulty in reading people, could tell what he thought of her.

"If you're going to be so obvious, you might as well try being direct," she murmured to no one in particular, drawing up her knees and folding her arms around them with a sigh. Well, whatever. As long as their awkward courtship didn't interfere with Team Rocket and its missions, it wasn't any business of hers.