[ Time enough for that later, he doesn't really need to see her expression to know she's seriously worked up about this, possessed of an urgency of no small measure of intensity more than his own. He got the tablet working on a diagnostic, which... Well. Is still better than his usual habit of just biding his time, waiting for something to blow over.

Disgusted, she says.

Yeah, he guesses he can see where she's coming from. Sans, unwilling to draw the sort of ire that might result in something innocuous like a ringing slap that he'd regret, puts up both hands (one still has the needle-nose pliers he was using in it). ]

Easy, I said. Genny's sensitive.

[ Right, don't mess with her. He rolls a shoulder. ] Battery's gotta good half hour left in 'em, it can wait. Take a look at this--

[ He pulls the tablet computer up into his lap, beckoning her to join him on the floor. ]

That... Whatever it was? There's no way that should'a ended up on our network. So I'm running a check, see what's changed recently.