He looks sideways at Astrid, curious as to where that came from--her sudden protectiveness? If that's what it is.

"Perhaps... if someday we can find a device, an implant left behind in the world, I can find a way to modify it a little."

Honestly, he doesn't know that much about they're made. It wasn't his job, nor October's. And without the 2600s' equivalent of factory machines... it's like trying to cobble together a computer chip by hand.