Samuel's brows narrow and he pauses before answering "I melted my pad, took my notes, and disintegrated the building where I kept findings. All they could have was raw data from my place of work which would be nearly impossible to put together unless they don't know what they were looking for..." He reaches for the old box and retrieves several notebooks "How far along are they?" While not particularly caring someone found interest in his research, the sheer fact that someone was bastardizing his work made him angry. If he wasn't under strict Captain's orders to stay away from important areas, some bigwigs would had an unfortunate string of incidents.