"We had it under control, Ves. The risks were manageable and we easily achieved our objectives." Leland soothed the recovering mech designer lying limp on his bed inside a military hospital.
"Getting shot in exchange for alarming the Mech Corps doesn't sound like a good deal when I was only one step away from death! Is this how Flashlight treats their own people?!"
"It's not easy to join our ranks, Ves." Leland shook his head. "It's not that easy to join our ranks. You have to show you are willing to do whatever it takes to further our goals. I'm happy to say that your dedication to the agency so far has been more than satisfactory. As long as you do your part in feeding the investigators from the Mech Corps the information we want them to obtain, I'm sure they'll move on it with the highest priority."
"It all comes down to the mission, does it?" Ves sighed. "Fine. I'll play along, but Flashlight better compensate me for what you've put me through!"
