Carlos smiled at Hancock and shook his head. “No. So, this is interesting – the fan cools this end of the piece,” he pointed to one side with the screwdriver. “So when that is cool, all the heat over here,” – he swirled the point of the screwdriver above the remaining parts like a wand – “tries to go back and warm it up. But then the fan just pushes the heat back out and cools it. It keeps going like that, heat that gets generated over here just flows out like a river just to get pushed out of the terminal.” As he explained he pointed the screwdriver at one end and drew it along to show the flow of motion. “It’s kind of like how wind gets created, actually… or how reactor cooling systems are used.”
“That…… huh. How the hell did they even figure out how to do that? Doesn’t really seem intuitive, y’know? Still actually doesn’t make a whole lotta sense to me how that works, but I believe ya.” Hancock let out a soft chuckle and offered a shrug as he glanced from the terminal back to Carlos. “I didn’t actually know any of that. Heh, must seem pretty stupid to a genius like you, huh?”
Carlos blushed a bit. “Oh, come on, I’m not really a genius… I just had an education.”
He suddenly froze. Shit, that sounded so… so pretentious and horrible!
“I – no, I don’t mean it like that!” Carlos quickly back-pedaled. “I meant – I meant I got an old-world education, and it specialized in mechanics for the wo- the job that my G.O.A.T. exam had placed me in s-so I have a head for this stuff. You… you have a head for resource management, leadership, and charisma. Just, uh… just different strengths is all.” Carlos tired to smile at him awkwardly, hoping that he hadn’t messed up too terribly.
The Perfect Scientist 