This was a future thing, wasn't it? The kind of computers Waver knew of were great big boxy things with screens that glowed black-on-green text and little else. There was no keyboard, no mouse, no disk drive, nothing. And that was having only seen computers in normal libraries when he was a young man. Clock Tower didn't have those.

He wasn't in the mood to have another conversation better saved for a movie with a time traveling DeLorean, probably, so Waver let the tide of questions return to sea.

"Do you have enough lighting to do that level of work right now?"

Much more practical.