He doesn't answer him, but he pointedly stares downward, and from 76's end, he could probably spot it too at this distance. The console has a keypad attached to it. A passcode. Damn, well, he doesn't know shit about any passcodes. He punches in a random sequence, only stopping when the asterisks that blip across the screen come to an end at 7 numbers. Obviously wrong.

"Why don't you make yourself useful and give me an estimate of how long we've got before we get rushed."

It's almost conversational, as he continues to poke away at the keypad. He takes cues from serial numbers on some of the items in the room, starting with the most obvious things in the room.