[ He doesn't speak immediately; but some form of acknowledgement comes in the way that Gorgug strokes the skin of Fabian's hand with his thumb, a short hum following. ]

I knew you didn't mean anything. I think it got worse when I was laying on the ground thinking about it. [ Sulking on the ground is not always a great plan, apparently... ] I'm sorry I was cagey about where I was going. Maybe I can make us radios or a secret messaging system so I don't care about Aurora seeing it? I was looking into it, but some other projects got in the way.

[ One of his many hundreds of projects. How is he meant to focus on secret communication devices if he has robots to make!! ]