41: Piran
Piran
The data from the gate was dense. It seemed to exist in folds, like his node’s memory. It also had an uncertainty-edge, felt like the code shifted when probed. Which meant Piran had to be careful. If he blundered in, by the time he understood any one section it would’ve re-written itself.
So he pulled copies. He explored the code in his vessel, used the hybrid to mask himself.
It was painstaking but fascinating work. Drained him even though he wanted to keep going.
“Need to be sensible,” he told himself. “No good to Macklyn if you burn out.”
He re-set his schedule, added a blocker so he couldn’t go back into the code until a break was over. Sure, he could hack his own schedule, but he’d only be cheating himself. And he was better than that, right?
He didn’t ignore hi
