[ Cid sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. ] Right, I suppose I ought to re-read those after a few hundred years...

[ Should have done it sooner, in all honesty. With everything that's been happening lately, it feels like he hasn't had much time to breathe, let alone catch up on his reading.

Thankfully, Steve makes short work of setting him straight.

Cid crosses his legs and leans back in the chair, one arm hooked over the back while he gestures with the other. ] I'll consult with Viktor to be sure, but I can't be certain of anything myself. I will say that if you asked me to place a bet, the smart money would be on they can do whatever they bloody want. Their scientists are good. They've been commandeering resources for months, and they have public sympathy besides.

I suspect that they won't have the time to improve upon the design, at the very least. If a certain someone is aware of any weaknesses, it'd still be useful to share that information with our friends across the way — if you haven't already.

[ Cid drums his fingers against his thigh. ] Is that why you got yourself mixed up in all of this? Hoping to head off some of the carnage?