Ronan can't even picture Ryang or Rutherford when Cheng mentions them. He has a vague sort of mental picture, just two more faces in Aglionby sweaters, but that's it. In his defense, he hasn't attented Aglionby now in over a year and, even then, he'd barely shown up to classes.
He frowns a little at Cheng's idea, head cocking curiously. "You think that's possible? To be able to talk to people back home?"
Because Ronan's been here well over a year now with no luck. He hasn't tried all that hard in months, hasn't since well before Gansey disappeared. Couldn't even fucking dream anything. But shit, if Cheng can create software to better understand a robotic fucking bee, maybe he can figure out something.
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Date: 2016-07-21 05:24 pm (UTC)He frowns a little at Cheng's idea, head cocking curiously. "You think that's possible? To be able to talk to people back home?"
Because Ronan's been here well over a year now with no luck. He hasn't tried all that hard in months, hasn't since well before Gansey disappeared. Couldn't even fucking dream anything. But shit, if Cheng can create software to better understand a robotic fucking bee, maybe he can figure out something.