[The corners of his mouth lift up into a small smile at her quick comprehension.] Precisely. I have my doubts that any digital replication of the files will last, but I'd like to at least take notes on the actual content of the files.

[This has been bugging him ever since he had that conversation about what he saw at the bottom of the Tower. He couldn't remember the whole of the file, and he didn't want to repeat that oversight.

His smile gives way to concern.] Are you all right with doing this? I should hope it won't be too complicated of an affair, but... [And then he trails off, his expression sour as he casts a distrusting look towards the terminals. He doesn't want April to get hurt trying to help him.]