Ernst watched the show that Achille put up with a grin. "Most entertaining comedy act I've seen in a while", he thought to himself, "probably not as funny though to the comedians." More alholic fluid, the fine beer served in the Dome, flows down his throat. Not as good as the one you usually get back in Rheinland, but it still is something.
Seemingly satisfied, Ernst puts the glass down and glances through the dome, looking for something else that might be interesting. His gaze focused on David and Achille, looking over some sort of blueprints. The ex-Cryer, now working in the research branch of the Commonwealth, walks past the two and had a short glance over the paper. He then leaned onto a wall close to the table, and pondered about the plans and whether he was permitted to interfere and give some comments. "Screw it..", the man mumbled, and walked over towards the two.
"Looks neat. Who has created these plans?", he says when none of the other two were talking currently. He has not forgotten all of his manners after twenty-five years of mostly being in sterile laboratories.
He assumed that they'd be surprised about his sudden appearance, but that did not matter to him at all.
"That's a lot of space that would be available in the labs, and elsewhere. The expansion would be almost as big as the Freeport itself. That'd be billions worth of materials. I assume you have the possilibity to acquire said amount? Oh, silly me, of course you do. I could contact someone in Rheinland that could probably send materials our way if you want to pursue that plan."
He still looks at the plans, patiently awaiting an answer and some explanations.
