[Philip's gaze turns back down toward the blank pages of his book - hardly blank to him, of course - but the keywords given don't provide him with the information he's looking for. He shouldn't be surprised that these creatures don't exist in his world. All the knowledge of a planet is apparently far less useful once he's left it.
He turns the page as if it matters and steps closer to the taller man, crouching down at his side.]
Can you tell me more? I'd like to create a data entry.
[It's immensely frustrating not being able to immediately pull up thousands of files on a topic.]
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He turns the page as if it matters and steps closer to the taller man, crouching down at his side.]
Can you tell me more? I'd like to create a data entry.
[It's immensely frustrating not being able to immediately pull up thousands of files on a topic.]