[Stubbornness is possibly the one thing you can't code out of Tron Rinzler... even if the value assignments he's backing have been changed. Sound catches faintly as he huffs out a breath and shakes his head. Shows what Prometheus knows. Malware might flag a source of instability or harm, but not all threats to the system happened out of chance. Some were deliberately made to be that way.
Not that he has any particular stake here. The user world is far too glitched for another disruption to even register, and nothing he's been assigned to clear. If Clu went through with his initiative... well. That would make for some new parameters. But more than likely, in a different world.
Eyes track the motion of the knife by reflex, but there's no particular wariness to the enforcer's stance as he steps over toward the empty desk, unslinging his backpack to sort through its contents. No argument either. He's not going to compare code with someone from kilocycles in the future, and Rinzler's never had much use for average besides. His stare lingers, though, head quirking a little to the side as the reploid stalls. A joke?]
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TronRinzler... even if the value assignments he's backing have been changed. Sound catches faintly as he huffs out a breath and shakes his head. Shows what Prometheus knows. Malware might flag a source of instability or harm, but not all threats to the system happened out of chance. Some were deliberately made to be that way.Not that he has any particular stake here. The user world is far too glitched for another disruption to even register, and nothing he's been assigned to clear. If Clu went through with his initiative... well. That would make for some new parameters. But more than likely, in a different world.
Eyes track the motion of the knife by reflex, but there's no particular wariness to the enforcer's stance as he steps over toward the empty desk, unslinging his backpack to sort through its contents. No argument either. He's not going to compare code with someone from kilocycles in the future, and Rinzler's never had much use for average besides. His stare lingers, though, head quirking a little to the side as the reploid stalls. A joke?]