It wasn't something that he just thought of. It was an undeniable fact, common sense, a thought that rooted itself in his mind without even saying "hello"!
As he jumped to cameras following the path "Miss Corvax" took, which was also something that was happening without him even being able to interject and say "hey, um… is it too late to say I'm afraid of heights?", the same mind of his that couldn't stop and explain anything to the body it was in, was flooding with information.
Dayna Corvax. Born November 3rd, 2018. Became an intern at CyberLife at 16. Since then could not wait to work at the company. Single. Never married. Honor student. Planned to study chemistry. Was not good at chemistry. Works here anyway. Never been to the countryside. Loves fast food. Has a brother. Father. Mother. Uncle. Two aun-
Okay, maybe not all information is useful.
CyberLife. Job at CyberLife.
Engineer. Lead engineer. Recently promoted.
But why.
He had to push out the non-related information that was flooding him with great speeds.
Goddamit was there any way to filter it?
Promotion. Promotion!
Promotion. A raise.
To lead engineer.
Why what happened.
New model. Unnamed.
New pump regulator.
Thirium pump regulator?
Turbopump.
Stop.
Blank.
Where is the information?
Look up.
Eyes.
Whose eyes?
Corvax.
Oh…
She was pulling him out.
How could she do that?
He was leaving the camera.
What was she doing?
Ripping him out with her eyes?
She smirked. It looked devilish.
He was losing consciousness.
Damn her grip was strong.
He couldn't break out.
Wait.
Did he try?
He pulled back.
That didn't work.
Did it?
She was still staring quite intently.
He leaned back.
Yes.
She had no idea.
And he felt rejuvenated.
He jumped back.
No pull.
He heard a sound.
There was emptiness in front of him.
Did she just blow up the camera?
With just her look?
She looked pretty satisfied.
He let her get on with her day.
He had to prepare.
No more information flooded him.