[ John had been tracing aimless patterns through the condensation on his glass, one of his usual thoughtful fidgets. His fingers go abruptly still at radiation exposure.

Funny how these things go. ]

I think you're onto something there. [ His tone is still level and thoughtful, but there's been a subtle shift towards something dark and inward, his mind elsewhere. ] Next time we get together, I'll bring some notes. There are necromantic principles useful for conceptualizing the forms of energy we might be seeing here. You might get a kick out of the theorem mathematics.