He raises one eyebrow at her at the response, but doesn't press. For all he's heard about her from Tron, he doesn't know her well enough himself to know if there really is an issue, or to push the matter if there is.

The news makes his shoulders slump and his circuits dim a little, but the reminder of the seemingly flexible time makes him brighten again. 'Alright. If you're working on it, I'd be happy to help. Communication systems aren't my primary function, but I might be able to lend a hand on the signal calculations.' Figure out how to transmit across worlds.

'Users, it'll be good to see Flynn again,' he sighs, smiling. 'I can let him know I'm okay at least. I think Flynn mentioned a Clu, but from the way he spoke about him, he'd been lost and likely derezzed.' Then there is a whole slew of things that leaves him blinking and feeling... many things.

'Okay, we're going to need to talk this through properly,' he says, tugging at his curls again. 'You say we need somewhere private? Where can we go?'