"The Primes..." Donnie finds himself saying, brow furrowing as the two words leave his mouth. "...I was...researching it. With Soundwave and Shockwave." It's frustrating trying to hang onto those memories, brief sparks of remembrance, and the details don't come as easily. He hasn't realized he'd stopped walking again in favor of closing his eyes, trying not to lose that train of thought.
"I can't remember if we found any more conclusive evidence, but...I know the energy that it took to bring anyone from beyond that universe was far beyond the capability of that ship."
Donnie seems reluctant as he opens his eyes again, letting the thoughts go. How easily they stream past his figurative fingertips. But he wasn't meant to remember them, was he? He stares down at his hand, flesh and blood, not magical stone. Fingers close into a fist.
"If you have the disguise tech with you, I can have a look at it later." It'd be something to do, and maybe looking at foreign tech would help jog his brain some.
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"I can't remember if we found any more conclusive evidence, but...I know the energy that it took to bring anyone from beyond that universe was far beyond the capability of that ship."
Donnie seems reluctant as he opens his eyes again, letting the thoughts go. How easily they stream past his figurative fingertips. But he wasn't meant to remember them, was he? He stares down at his hand, flesh and blood, not magical stone. Fingers close into a fist.
"If you have the disguise tech with you, I can have a look at it later." It'd be something to do, and maybe looking at foreign tech would help jog his brain some.