Nico, who had a more reserved way of eating than Maaike did, slowly chewed the small bite of pizza in his mouth as he looked at the screen, showing him the path of his flight and the location of Julianna's home. Amazing! He had no idea what it meant exactly, nor what he could do with this information, but it was a pretty big discovery in his eyes.
The information about the companies was interesting as well, although Nico didn't immediately see a relation with his condition. But the German company was definitely another lead to look into.
The third piece of information seemed most promising to Nico. He definitely wanted to know what was in those mails and he was also very interested to find out more about this doctor Brennan.
Nico swallowed. "Do you think you can get to those emails that Peters sent to Brennan? I'm very interested in their contents. And anything else on Brennan himself? What is his specialty? What kind of clinic does he work at?"
Nico stretched for a moment: the long day was getting to him, even if he had managed to get some sleep on the plane. Strange, actually: he had awoken in that weird dreamworld in which he'd hardly had a relaxing time, but when he'd woken up, he had felt more rested.
"I'll get you a beer", he said, taking another bite of his slize of pizza before he left the room again, this time getting two beers from his fridge in the kitchen, which on his request had been stocked. He got out two bottles of San Miguel; they weren't very cold yet, but they'd do. He found a bottle opener in one of the drawers and used it on both bottles, leaving the bottle caps on the kitchen counter. He returned to Maaike and handed her one of the beers, while he took a sip of his own and then took another bite of pizza. He didn't speak up, but instead let Maaike work; she'd tell him if she'd find something.