[There is some obvious blushing at the compliment before he lowers his hand and steps back.
He closes his eyes briefly, head tilting in an almost birdlike manner. The section is not only a broken pattern, but a different pattern in itself.]
They are not arbitrary. They seem to be a... cyphered countdown, hidden beneath alternations between multiples of seven, nine and two.
[He is, by now, thinking about saboteurs, nationalists and anarchists. Unless modern devices can purposefully break their own logarithmic sequences and come up with specific cyphers on their own.]
no subject
He closes his eyes briefly, head tilting in an almost birdlike manner. The section is not only a broken pattern, but a different pattern in itself.]
They are not arbitrary. They seem to be a... cyphered countdown, hidden beneath alternations between multiples of seven, nine and two.
[He is, by now, thinking about saboteurs, nationalists and anarchists. Unless modern devices can purposefully break their own logarithmic sequences and come up with specific cyphers on their own.]