Chapter 19: Galene @ 1.2x nhs
“Yup, it’s good,” Greg said, speed reading some digests.
Galene had written an app that would activate only when he was inside this room, and that would underline the text he was focusing on. The line showed up only in his AR, not shared.
“It needs some getting used to,” Greg appraised, shifting his reading to a printed page.
His eyes darted across the page in a zig-zag pattern.
How could he handle input like that? She had a headache from thinking too hard for an hour. She couldn’t imagine straining her mind all day.
He kept reading the screen, the digests scrolling like a reverse waterfall.
“Need a cookie?” he asked her.
“A little pick-me-up would be nice.” She massaged her temples.
“What, energy drinks?”
“Yeah.”
“Nah, I don’t like those. Make your
