The man had died last night. Enoch was far from done with grief; in fact he never really was ever done with it. He just worked through it instead of over it.
Part of him doubted anyone could replicate Jason's knowledge without conscious help from the man himself. He seemed the type to keep certain things to himself, without documenting them or passing them on carelessly. He was a greedy man.
"We'll see the opportunities the future holds. For now...for now..." He sighed and shook his head. His thoughts didn't really do a good job of staying coherent, after everything that had happened, and with as little sleep as he'd managed to get for that.
no subject
Part of him doubted anyone could replicate Jason's knowledge without conscious help from the man himself. He seemed the type to keep certain things to himself, without documenting them or passing them on carelessly. He was a greedy man.
"We'll see the opportunities the future holds. For now...for now..." He sighed and shook his head. His thoughts didn't really do a good job of staying coherent, after everything that had happened, and with as little sleep as he'd managed to get for that.