[Right, tit for tat. Wash pulls out a chair and turns it around backwards, straddling it and resting his arms on the chair back. Normally, Leon doesn't like his chairs being sat in like this, but Wash is miffed and this feels appropriate for a Sans conversation.]
Well, the information comes with a favor.
[Never mind that "talk to Zarves for me" is only a favor for Wash. Sans will be making out like a bandit in this deal, but if it means Wash doesn't have to deal with Zarves, he's fine with it.]
[Sans's response is in the rhythmic cadence of a quotation.] Research into using aluminadium as a catalyst led a leading technomancer to travel to the Ethereal Plane on more than one occasion. However, there was an accident, leaving her trapped there, able to peer into the Material Plane but not to return to it.
[Three guesses who he's referring to, and the first two don't count.]
You've been hanging onto it a while, huh? [No judgment there. Sans spins the metal around on the table.] You know Miss Zarves would know more about it than me. [And he knows Wash would know that, so he's assuming Wash didn't go to her on purpose.]
[Is Sans ever going to know how to react to people trusting him? Probably not. Still, it means something to him. He keeps his eyes locked on the aluminadium.]
I can look into it. Might have to go to her, though. Lucretia gets mad if I skip out on missions to hang out in the library. [What he's saying is he doesn't have as much time to do research as he would prefer and, of course, Miss Zarves has a several year head start on him when it comes to aluminadium.]
Honestly, I only turned them off because I didn't want her to hear me talking about not liking her. [He shrugs.] If you're not trying to keep secrets from her, you might as well share it over the bracers if it's easier.
I'll see how things go. [Sans does prefer doing things on his own, so he'll at least give figuring it out by himself a shot before he asks for Miss Zarves's assistance.] You never know, maybe it'll be easy.
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Well, the information comes with a favor.
[Never mind that "talk to Zarves for me" is only a favor for Wash. Sans will be making out like a bandit in this deal, but if it means Wash doesn't have to deal with Zarves, he's fine with it.]
How much do you know about aluminadium?
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[Three guesses who he's referring to, and the first two don't count.]
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[Wash sighs, and takes a moment to visibly turn his bracer off. Should've done this a minute ago, but here they are.]
Is all your info on the subject in the context of her?
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And it's usually found in small amounts.
[He pulls his chunk of aluminadium out of his pocket and puts it on the table between them.]
Usually.
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On Maru, in a chest at the bottom of the lake, which means it could've come from anywhere.
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Yeah, that's what Leon said too.
[Which says a thing or two about Wash's information-gathering preferences.]
Look, I don't trust her, and I don't particularly like her.
But I do trust you.
[Sans might be able to see where this is going.]
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I can look into it. Might have to go to her, though. Lucretia gets mad if I skip out on missions to hang out in the library. [What he's saying is he doesn't have as much time to do research as he would prefer and, of course, Miss Zarves has a several year head start on him when it comes to aluminadium.]
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If that's what you think you need to do, I trust your judgment. Just keep me updated if either of you find anything or figure out what to use it in.
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[And then, because he might as well:]
Honestly, I only turned them off because I didn't want her to hear me talking about not liking her. [He shrugs.] If you're not trying to keep secrets from her, you might as well share it over the bracers if it's easier.
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[Sans is sure it won't be easy.]
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Because everything around here is easy, right?
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[That is not in any capacity why Wash gave it to him, but the joke is too good to pass up.]
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