"A scope that likes to listen," she replied. Her voice sounded like something smoothed by long exposure. "They're rare. Dangerous."
On the riverbank a woman stood feeding paper boats to the current. Her hair was cut short and blunt, and she folded the paper with a precision that echoed the scope's sampling rate. Beside her sat a small device—a surface-scratched scope-like box with a single knob. She looked up as Elias approached and smiled with an absence of surprise. owon hds2102s firmware update
"You found one," she said.