I suppose you're right, Doctor Steel. I mean, who would shoot the guys that are working for you? Right? The doctor laughs, trying to seem at ease and calm.
Foetsch saunters over to the table, shaking slightly, and stares down at the suit of armor laying prostrate before the group. Power armor? That's it? That's simple! Right? Y-yeah... Umm, the Coalition manufactures its own power armor for our marines, and I happen to possess my own suit, devoid of the spectacular armaments of our combat models. He points to the Cardamine. But what's this for? I mean, what could a plant do for a suit of armor?"
Are you suggesting going beyond a mere exoskeleton? XiaoBei has done some experiments involving mental and physical integration with suits, but none of them have been a success. See, the human mind is adapted and evolved, to the point where utilizing our own limbs is natural. Adding four more limbs to that is rather... Difficult, in my experience. Perhaps it's the rather degraded mental capacity of the typical Coalition marine... Foetsch lets out a snicker, obviously more comfortable with his situation.
Or, you know, I could be completely wrong about my assumptions. Assuming typically makes an "ass out of you and me," as a good friend of mine used to say.