audio; @Qubit [early in the cold snap]

[superposition]

Qubit here. Obviously we're having some hiccups with the climate control, but I'm working to get that back in order.

In the meantime, talk to me if you need a space heater or electric blanket. Preferably the latter, unless there's a pressing need for the former - less chance of blowing a fuse that way. Thank you.

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[superposition]

[ deadpan ] It is not a euphemism. [ C'mon, Ben. ]

The primary heating system is hydronic - it cycles heat via water pipes, like a home radiator but on a larger scale. Now, the heating to the Agricultural Zone is still operational, thank God, but as we're only using a small fraction of that level, I'm planning to reroute some of the excess back into the system.

[ So yeah, literal plumbing. ]

But in order to do that, I have to be there, and I don't know what this disruption may have drawn out of the woodwork. So to clarify, I'd be doing all the actual plumbing - you'd be there watching my back.

[benhargreeves]

[ All of that sounds perfectly plausible, to Ben, though he's grateful when Qubit reveals he's not expecting any actual plumbing skills from Ben, himself. Watching Qubit's back? That's easy. That's right in his wheelhouse. ]

Oh, sure. That I can do no problem.

[ He says it with a complete reassured confidence, as if Qubit had asked him to add 2 + 2. Protecting people, watching their backs in situations way more dangerous than this one, is pretty much second nature to Ben. ]

Bodyguard duty is a piece of cake. Happy to help. Just let me know the details and I'll be there whenever.

[ Ben Hagreeves, as mission-ready as ever... ]