This? [ Jayce picks up the chip carefully, turning it over in his hand, before dropping it into the other man's palm. ] What does it do?
[ It's nothing like what he's seen before, but he picks up a spare that's sitting on the table, resting his hip against it as he studies the craftsmanship. He can't even guess what it's for, but he can admire the artistry of the soldered lines, all running across it in an intricate matrix.
There's just so much he can learn here and Jayce is trying to absorb as much of it as humanly possible. ]
foreword.
[ It's nothing like what he's seen before, but he picks up a spare that's sitting on the table, resting his hip against it as he studies the craftsmanship. He can't even guess what it's for, but he can admire the artistry of the soldered lines, all running across it in an intricate matrix.
There's just so much he can learn here and Jayce is trying to absorb as much of it as humanly possible. ]
What's wrong with the ship?