[You know, Jane's had a weird couple of years. Between nearly marrying a demigod and meeting aliens, she sort of just. Looks at this man's big robot tentacles when he approaches, blinks twice, mouths "what the fuck" to herself, and then figures what the hell. If Tony Stark can have a super suit, what's a set of giant tentacle arms? Not her first choice, but maybe people in this city are just like that.]
Um, let me just— [She pulls up the information she was sent and squints at it.] NewSpace. They're working on private space travel, it sounds like?
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Um, let me just— [She pulls up the information she was sent and squints at it.] NewSpace. They're working on private space travel, it sounds like?