[Ideo pushed the goggles up to pinch down his bandage, giving a smile of his own.] I figured. Here- let me see your COMP.

[Ideo turned back to the box, grabbing a pair of pliers to the left and picking up a bizarre strip of...something. It was probably a microchip once, but the thing seemed a little more organic than was normal for technology. As if expecting a comment, he nodded his head and the goggles slipped down back over his eyes.] We're working with every and any resource we can, here. I suspect you don't mind that sort of thing.