She clasped his hand quickly, with a little smile. “Summer Rainault. You won’t have heard of me.”
Bruce shook her hand firmly, dipping his head briefly before allowing his hand to fall onto a nearby lab table. “Pleasure is mine, Ms. Rainault.”
“Is it okay if I ask about what you’re doing here? I recognise the tech, but that’s about all.” She glanced around again, eyes lingering on the computers and holographs.
Bruce shrugged lightly, “I’m studying gamma radiation, mostly… Its effect on the different stages of photosynthesis and the speed of light particles.”
She looked impressed. “You’re a hardy soul, going back to that kind of research. It took me a long time to have anything to do with fire again after my apartment burned down.”