Ves scheduled another comprehensive meeting. Every mech designer in the task force had been ordered to attend it, though it was sufficient for them to show up as projections. They could hardly enter a shuttle and transfer over to the Shield of Hispania while the entire task force entered FTL.
In the meantime, Ves fulfilled some of his other responsibilities. He paid a visit to each of the Shield of Hispania's hangar bays to provide consultations for the resident mech pilots and mech technicians.
He spent days drawing upon the full potential of his formidable mind to fill out an expansive but fairly abstract plan. Staring at the developing mech roster all day disconnected him from the mechs and people that the numbers represented. Ves couldn't let himself become too detached to reality.
"Mr. Larkinson, can you teach us how to increase this laser rifle's heat capacity?"
