She leads him to a shuttlelift (aka elevator), one that will take them up fifteen floors to where the cafeteria is.
"Fifteen years, now," she answers with a light smile, her two upper eyes glancing at him. "Hardly from the beginning, since ghost matter has existed for as long as the Galaxy has. The GMR division was created by Dr. Breezr and her former partner some thirty years ago, I think. I'm not quite so old as to have been here since then," she laughs, eyes twinkling.
Her good humour dampens with Newt's question about what happened; she shakes her head, looking out of the clear walls of the shuttle-shaft out to the planet of Deumia.
"No, unfortunately... I couldn't tell you what happened. No one can. We — " she pauses, pursing her lips. Then she sighs. "Well, you'd find about this eventually, working here, since there's a lot of people who were working on the project still here. We were working on creating synthetic ghost matter, actually. It was a project led by Dr. Breezr and Dr. Adrih. But after nearly twenty years of working on it, five of which I'd been part of the team, we just... gave up. It wasn't possible to do it. And then, some time after the entire project had been scrapped and all of us moved to new positions around the department, the ghost matter mutated all on its own."
She directs a wry smile at him. "Like mocking us for our failure, don't you think? We couldn't even manage to replicate it as it had been, let alone in this new form."
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"Fifteen years, now," she answers with a light smile, her two upper eyes glancing at him. "Hardly from the beginning, since ghost matter has existed for as long as the Galaxy has. The GMR division was created by Dr. Breezr and her former partner some thirty years ago, I think. I'm not quite so old as to have been here since then," she laughs, eyes twinkling.
Her good humour dampens with Newt's question about what happened; she shakes her head, looking out of the clear walls of the shuttle-shaft out to the planet of Deumia.
"No, unfortunately... I couldn't tell you what happened. No one can. We — " she pauses, pursing her lips. Then she sighs. "Well, you'd find about this eventually, working here, since there's a lot of people who were working on the project still here. We were working on creating synthetic ghost matter, actually. It was a project led by Dr. Breezr and Dr. Adrih. But after nearly twenty years of working on it, five of which I'd been part of the team, we just... gave up. It wasn't possible to do it. And then, some time after the entire project had been scrapped and all of us moved to new positions around the department, the ghost matter mutated all on its own."
She directs a wry smile at him. "Like mocking us for our failure, don't you think? We couldn't even manage to replicate it as it had been, let alone in this new form."