Round 17 Transcript

I watch Silra work on reinforcing the sybian frame, my eyes drawn to her deft movements. She seems to know exactly what she's doing, her fingers dancing over the exposed mechanisms with practiced ease. As I watch, a tangle of emotions swirls within me - curiosity about how it will feel, nervousness about potential issues, and a growing excitement at the thought of using it with others. The building's demands are clear, but I find myself hesitant to push for public displays. There has to be a way to satisfy the building while still respecting everyone's privacy. I step closer to get a better look at what Silra is doing. "That looks like quite the job," I comment, my voice soft. "Is there anything we can do to help?"

I look up from the sybian frame I'm reinforcing with applied lube—as good a makeshift epoxy as any for this situation—and meet Jeane's eyes directly. "Functional test sounds sensible," I say evenly. "But before you hop on, consider: this thing needs to support not just your weight but my weight too, in addition to whatever… extra friction the building wants." My tone stays neutral, businesslike even, though we both know what I mean by 'extra friction.' "And while you're testing it, maybe Hera and Halie can figure out how to make this work without turning our private space into a public performance arena. Agreed?"