As Quinn leaned in closer to Tillie so she could get a better look at the diagram, there was an almost haunting feeling to looking at the illustration, at the innocuous little object that was the cockpit here. It seemed so...[i]little.[/i] So insignificant. Just a blot of ink on a sheet of paper. [color=ffe63d][i]I sit there,[/i][/color] she thought, almost disbelieving. [color=ffe63d][i]That's where I sit when I connect.[/i][/color] Despite the gray matter surrounding her in the cockpit, it was sometimes all too easy to forget that she was inside of, and connecting to, a Modir's brain. Sitting back up, she tapped out on the laptop: [i]I'm a brain drawbridge.[/i] 

On that note, actually...

"[color=ffe63d]And some people are drawbridges that are wider than others, like me and Dahlia?[/color]" she asked, taking out a sheet of paper and trying—with minimal success—to replicate the diagram, "[color=ffe63d]and that's why we phase faster. Is that right?[/color]"

It was as she was finishing her rough sketch and labeling the cockpit with [u]'Drawbridge'[/u] that she made a sound of muffled realization: [i][color=ffe63d]But Roaki doesn't phase even though she can still close the circuit. So...?[/color][/i] Curiosity piqued, she tried to work her way around it so she wouldn't need to say straight out that Roaki couldn't phase. It wasn't her place to reveal. "[color=ffe63d]I remember hearing that some people can't phase at all, though, I think? What kind of drawbridge are they?[/color]"