Narrator:In an uncharted, extrastellar backwater not far from Ozvega our heroes' resident tinkerer finishes his current project.
Kevyn:I'm done.
Tagon:Does it work?
Kevyn:After a fashion.
Tagon:I don't want fashion. I want something that can build and maintain the tools we use to kill people and break their stuff.
Kevyn:Well, you've definitely got that. And there will be no fashion involved.
Tagon:What's that supposed to mean?
Kevyn:I don't know if the problem is Tausennigan obfuscation, bad programming, or sabotage, but it's too deep for me to dig out.
Kevyn:The result is some wonky cross-talk, like we saw with those toasters. I worked around it though, by filling the leaking buffer with innocuous information.
Tagon:Innocuous is a big, scary word.
Kevyn:Don't worry. The stuff we build is going to work the way we need it to.
Kevyn:As an added bonus the stuff we build will also be able to make toast.
