He smiled. Ahh, that one... Yeah, you know... He ran into the ship, noises of falling metal and stuff that got trown through a room could be heared. He came back with a piece of paper, holding it that she can see it. This is the paper makes me a student of weapontechnology and not a hangarworker. These men can handle two drones, there don't have the time of a R&D member wasted, but since you decided that I'm not good enough for the bombs because someone messed up with the core, that caused said impulse, that hurt my assistant for whom you didn't even asked or looked for if he is gonna make it. So I decided to let Nova's men suffer the same accident but with a warning because I looked at the plans of those cores with my prof. I know the damage and I can fix it right now, but I'm out. Go and look what you can do.
He turned around, stepped deeper into his ship, turned and went to the door again, looking at "Gearing". I thought about it. Yes, I go and make the hangar of the Omaha ready. Tell me where it is and I will straight go there, making this frickin' hangar ready. Standing in the door of his ship and typing something in his datapad he waited for an answer.
