"Really?" Doc shares a grimace with Dee. "Great Scott. . . You -- seem to know a lot about our potential patient," he adds with a curious tilt of his head. (Yes, he's already thinking of himself as part of this project -- if only for Dee's sake. Poor thing was really rattled when she discovered what this was. . .) "I assume you're familiar somehow with the universe he's from?" Good thing one of them is -- Doc is hoping nobody automatically assumes he's versed in all tech from the 80s. Damn Fae making him miss decades' worth of technological progress. . .
"Magnets not good," Dee agrees, shaking her head. "And you'd have to ask Marty about if there was ever an AI in the Batmobile. He's the one who knows comics best."
"Depending on whether or not he's seen the relevant issues anywhere, of course," Doc says.
"Yeah." Dee nods at Tad, holding the side mirror against her chest as she walks with him. "Keep an eye out for anything else."
Doc blinks at the sudden introduction, but accepts the hand. "Dr. Emmett Brown. That's Dee, my daughter." He glances down at the trunks and bites back a smile. "Tad's your son, right?"
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Date: 2018-12-18 04:37 am (UTC)"Magnets not good," Dee agrees, shaking her head. "And you'd have to ask Marty about if there was ever an AI in the Batmobile. He's the one who knows comics best."
"Depending on whether or not he's seen the relevant issues anywhere, of course," Doc says.
"Yeah." Dee nods at Tad, holding the side mirror against her chest as she walks with him. "Keep an eye out for anything else."
Doc blinks at the sudden introduction, but accepts the hand. "Dr. Emmett Brown. That's Dee, my daughter." He glances down at the trunks and bites back a smile. "Tad's your son, right?"