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They went back outside in the warm sun to have their little chat. When Tracer got close to him she noticed the strong scent of alcohol but it was strangely pleasant. Although she still wondered how and why his eyes were so abnormal and queer, she was still determined to figure out his motives. "So how exactly did you get in here again?" Tracer inquired as she tilted her head like a dog does when they are trying to figure out something. " I really don't know to be honest. I thought this place had a nice view of the ocean and I decided to come here and relax. But then I noticed you and freaked out and hid." He responds with utmost honesty. Tracer thinks to herself that he's quite odd to just stumble into a headquarters so easily. "How did you even get in here?" She asked absolutely baffled by his easygoing demeanor. "The gate was open." He responds with innocence in his voice. Tracer feels a sinking feeling in her gut and Archimedes sees this and just shrugs it off. She thinks to herself, " I have to talk to Winston about this!". "Any other questions?" he asks with a smile. " Where did you come from?" She asks with a hint of annoyance. " Don't know." He responds , " I just roam around aimlessly looking for something that cannot be found." He says with utmost seriousness in his voice while adjusting his glasses and stares off into the sunset and wondering , pondering even. "A purpose."