"Obviously we're not going to send you into the fight under our call without at least compensating your efforts." He smirked as he grabbed his coffee mug, taking the last gulp before catching a loose drip from his lip with his thumb. He sat silent for a while, tapping his fingers, thinking rather than waiting on someone else. "I might have something within the fleet we're updating. See if I can find a few spare fighters we're replacing soon... Munitions, armaments, things you might find useful within our common conflicts." He grabbed the pitcher of coffee in the centre of the table, having to almost get up from his seat to do so. "Although don't go off showing your toys to everyone else, I doubt Liberty would be happy with us to find our hardware within their territories under your usage, Asking you to 'control what you use' isn't exactly good, but I'd just like to voice my concerns over the matters of supplying people things with our labels on it. Then again I know a line at The Ring that forget to put serial numbers on their auto-spikers. Even if you managed to get shipping rights, the Sigma blockade will obviously become a thing so I hope you're prepared." He didn't doubt their abilities, his tone was more of one that he knew that they were able to knowing their background. "But you'd still need to get through the democratic wall that is money, politics and public relations that is the Bundestag." He quickly looked at a document that he only seemed to have a copy of. "Well, lets just hope that the senators make their minds up, because once the corporations get the smell of money, it always means more for them too..." He said while brushing his chin with his finger. "That or being re-elected for the next term as senators."
