That glow made him queasy somehow. It looked like tech. Like some big budget movie CGI. Or as if there was a port hidden under his skin. He felt uneasy around it in a way he couldn't describe and it send the hair rising on the back of his neck.

He staunchly ignored it.

"Well if you can save anything from it-- video file... disc-- They don't do that any more, do they? Something. If not I suppose we'll just have to bin it." A waste of money, perhaps, but he had no one to blame but himself for that.

His damp sleeve moved uncomfortably against his arm and he pulled in a breath before he could help it.