"Sure, it would be fantastic," Gabriel agreed with bright sarcasm. "It'd be an inferior model to what I'd have in my dreams, but we all have to put up with something, don't we?" It didn't matter to him if it was paper or not; he had a good learning curve when it came to technology. He'd had two thousand years to get used to the changes, after all.

"Nothing on the science of the Disaster?" he asked sardonically, but his expression was thoughtful. If they'd had time to prepare for after the Disaster was over, but there was no detailed information on it, then it just spoke of a cover up. It wasn't surprising, but it lent weight to the inevitable suspicions. "I can be interested, if they're relevant to my whim of the time. Tell me things."

About the science, about the history, about anything of interest or relevance.