Reading up on how the MTA classified and evaluated different design philosophies gave Ves a greater sense of his own worth.
"On one hand, I'm a Class IX mech designer."
Compared to the vast majority of more conventional mech designers, Ves was like the class clown. There was a large chance that he wouldn't amount to anything in the future, but there was always a tiny chance that he would accomplish something extremely remarkable!
"Sort of like what happens when the class clown starts a new company that becomes so successful that they've become a billionaire!"
Naturally, the odds of that happening was quite small that Class IX mech designers rightly deserved to be treated as clowns.
