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[the communicator flickers onto Sif's face, which settles into satisfied lines. she figured it out, this enchanted metal device, so now she can go back to what she was doing -- which is wrapping her free arm around a tree and casually hauling it out of the ground]

If we are to follow the whims of our captors -- which I'm of two minds on, myself -- we should at least begin by figuring out who is best-suited for what. [briskly]

So go on. [she drops the tree, also casually, and then goes to tear out another. she's not sure how much wood they'll need] I require knowledge of how many are here, and what skills you possess. We will want someone with knowledge of plants to forage, and someone with skill at fishing. We will need a source of fresh water, and likely vessels fashioned to carry and hold our supplies in. Those with strength or skill at construction who can put together the shelters, and those who might construct defenses around the constructs.

And those of you who are more accustomed to living in human cities, well... [a beat. trying to think of something charitable] We will probably need someone to -- gather sticks, and the like.

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Well, you're not going to need more. On a perfectly non-dangerous stretch of tropical paradise with what seems like an army of competent people around, I don't think she's going to be in trouble from any bad guys. Especially not when she might be able to arm-wrestle Steve at this point.

What are you thinking? Can we fix the stability of the virus without depriving her of the neat side-effects, or is it a whole package sort of deal?

[casual reassuring patter and distractions "r" us]

[ at first he just blinks, somehow not having expected that derailment, but a moment later he appreciates it.

eager as he is for the distraction, he wouldn't respond so readily if it weren't also useful and relevant. work the problem. just the act of breaking it down in his head is soothing. ]

Think we could get Captain Kangaroo to actually try that? Because I would pay an irresponsible amount of money to see the look on his face.

[ but he's sitting down, and then the next second he's dragging his fingers through the sand, idle nonsensical patterns while he thinks ]

Full neutralization would definitely be worth looking into at some point, but it shouldn't be necessary. [ turning more reflective: ] The body overheats, that's all. Too much energy, too fast, and it can't keep up. But there's no reason it shouldn't be able to.

[ mmm ] I guess drunk me wanted to vent the excess, and that's what Maya spent the last thirteen years trying to do, but as awesome as I am I don't do my best thinking when I'm drunk. [ he draws a sharp line through the random squiggles in the sand, impatient and dismissive ]

No matter how good your ventilation, there's going to be a level of heat you can't handle because you can't vent it fast enough. Better to just close the loop in the first place.

You're thinking about introducing a mutation that alters the pathology of the virus. Keeps it from generating heat, consumes the extraneous energy. It's a difficult proposition. Heat is sort of the natural biological by-product of... well, all organic energy-use. [a bit amused, and then] If the functioning of prostaglandin E2 on the hypothalamus were...

[a beat, trailing off]

Could really go for that whiteboard right about now.

[ your brain is so sexy, BB. he folds his hands and rests his chin on them, just listening, taking it in. nodding. biochemistry is really not his field, but he can follow easily, and it makes him itch for the tech to put together models. he can see the code in his head.

he should've had you on this with him from the start.

it takes a minute before he's opening his eyes again, but then he just grins, and gestures at the beach around them ]

What have you got against tan?

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