[Nick actually looks over his shoulder toward the door, making sure he shut it nice and tight -- he did, thankfully -- before turning his glowing eyes to the windows. The sand battering the glass doesn't sound anything like the hum of the wind, but—]
Oh, that's probably my processor you're hearing. [He taps the side of his hat, up near his cranium.] The one up here acts about like the human brain, complete with telling me when I oughtta see a doctor. Or in my case, a mechanic.
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[Nick actually looks over his shoulder toward the door, making sure he shut it nice and tight -- he did, thankfully -- before turning his glowing eyes to the windows. The sand battering the glass doesn't sound anything like the hum of the wind, but—]
Oh, that's probably my processor you're hearing. [He taps the side of his hat, up near his cranium.] The one up here acts about like the human brain, complete with telling me when I oughtta see a doctor. Or in my case, a mechanic.
[Close enough.]