[ Something in Jon rears up in interest, even separated by a screen and most of a city. There is a flicker, a speckling of static at the edges of the feed, as something in his pupils seems to change depth— but he blinks it away like a creature rousing from a trance, gone from too-still to awkward.
The question makes him only seem further uncomfortable, but maybe that's just how he always looks. ]
To be determined, I suppose. The project has been called the Sleeper Archive rather informally, but I can acknowledge that it might be confused for the Archives at Gaze.
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The question makes him only seem further uncomfortable, but maybe that's just how he always looks. ]
To be determined, I suppose. The project has been called the Sleeper Archive rather informally, but I can acknowledge that it might be confused for the Archives at Gaze.