Thank God he was familiar with modern technology now; any questions or issues he might have he could explain as technology being different from what he was used to in his world. It wasn't exactly starting all over again, like he had after just waking up, for which he was extremely grateful.
The tablet was actually very similar to ones he'd used of Tony's design. Not quite as futuristic, where it was basically light on glass, but still slim and responsive. He had the feeling this was a little more advanced than "regular" technology, even for this world. He wouldn't be surprised if the X-Men had a genius or two working with them. He set about logging in and setting up the security, pondering a secure password for a moment before going with 'JBB31017' with a slightly pained smile.
Set-up complete, he started going through the plans. He saw some spots that could be fortified, and switched back and forth to see how best they could implement something for it. It wasn't even a conscious discovery, but as he went between different schematics, Steve's brow began to furrow. "Did--you draw these up yourself? They're not-- I mean..." he licked and then bit his lip, a perpetual nervous gesture. "They don't add up. The dimensions, I mean." He continued looking, and only a moment later, after some quick calculations, he gave a quiet, "...Oh," of recognition.
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The tablet was actually very similar to ones he'd used of Tony's design. Not quite as futuristic, where it was basically light on glass, but still slim and responsive. He had the feeling this was a little more advanced than "regular" technology, even for this world. He wouldn't be surprised if the X-Men had a genius or two working with them. He set about logging in and setting up the security, pondering a secure password for a moment before going with 'JBB31017' with a slightly pained smile.
Set-up complete, he started going through the plans. He saw some spots that could be fortified, and switched back and forth to see how best they could implement something for it. It wasn't even a conscious discovery, but as he went between different schematics, Steve's brow began to furrow. "Did--you draw these up yourself? They're not-- I mean..." he licked and then bit his lip, a perpetual nervous gesture. "They don't add up. The dimensions, I mean." He continued looking, and only a moment later, after some quick calculations, he gave a quiet, "...Oh," of recognition.