"Nothing could compare," Maine admits with another pained utterance. Perhaps the undersuit could be mimicked. But full armor? Hardly. There were just some things that couldn't be done. Director Church did not compare to Halsey. The Counselor was well aware that Maine felt that way too. No reason to compare but the Director seemed to. Maine avoided it. "The Doctor is brilliant. She gave us everything."
A sentiment he once heard Washington echo about the Director. Maine didn't explain how he was wrong.
As for the contact request, Maine was certain it would be forbidden.
"Would if I could, Kurt. Don't have one."
Perhaps that would say all he needed to say about his own presence. Even foot soldiers got to contact home. ONI ops were the ones that were... harder to touch. Except there could be ways, couldn't there?
"Unless..."
Maine smirked to himself. There were ways to piggyback signals, and even out on the Hopeful there would be ways to set up a comm message. Not even remotely real time, but like old fashioned letters. Niner already smuggled everything else for Freelancer. Why not a letter to what family Maine could get at.
"You are up for putting those bar to use. We've rigged more complex things."
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"Nothing could compare," Maine admits with another pained utterance. Perhaps the undersuit could be mimicked. But full armor? Hardly. There were just some things that couldn't be done. Director Church did not compare to Halsey. The Counselor was well aware that Maine felt that way too. No reason to compare but the Director seemed to. Maine avoided it. "The Doctor is brilliant. She gave us everything."
A sentiment he once heard Washington echo about the Director. Maine didn't explain how he was wrong.
As for the contact request, Maine was certain it would be forbidden.
"Would if I could, Kurt. Don't have one."
Perhaps that would say all he needed to say about his own presence. Even foot soldiers got to contact home. ONI ops were the ones that were... harder to touch. Except there could be ways, couldn't there?
"Unless..."
Maine smirked to himself. There were ways to piggyback signals, and even out on the Hopeful there would be ways to set up a comm message. Not even remotely real time, but like old fashioned letters. Niner already smuggled everything else for Freelancer. Why not a letter to what family Maine could get at.
"You are up for putting those bar to use. We've rigged more complex things."