Skating around the issue!
Tobias could dimly remember a time when he liked to be proved right. Those days were as dead as… a lot of things. Anyway, he found figuring out the right answer considerably less pleasant when all of the potential answers had been horrible anyway. He also purely hated making Abbie have to process the impossible. It felt like a betrayal, or possibly even an attack. But what could he do? Gravitational and environmental anomalies were an engineering issue. Somebody would have to deal with this intrusive mess.
He told himself later that it could have been worse. Abbie didn’t vomit, have a panic attack, or start bleeding from the nose or ears. She just wouldn’t make herself look at the anomaly, once she had worked out the exact dimensions of the effect. She also stopped bothering to use her scanner, after its first attempts to analyze the area produced nothing but feedback and cacophony. “Forget about shutting it down, sir,” she told him. “I can’t know how.”
Tobias understood her word choice perfectly. He was already restraining himself from giving the room another long look, or visit. Or maybe he would just move in, and ignore the universe until it finally got around to killing him. Keeping his distance was the smartest answer. “Understood. Is the effect, ah, fluctuating at all? Getting bigger, getting smaller?”