They came off the lift into a testing bay - wide, white, functional. Stenciled lanes ran the length of the floor. Tools hung in organized rows along the walls. Movable walls divided the space into sections. In the far corner, a shutter door with hazard stripes led to what looked like a testing track.
"Two left" Alteea said. "Let's be civilized." She turned to Ichiro first. "And by civilized, I mean: we're not letting you rip up the foundation with floating rocks."
Ichiro had the decency to look almost sheepish. "I can launch myself off of them" he said. "Quite high. Controlled. It's… quiet."
"It's a path of incoming minor earthquakes" Alteea said. "You'd tear tiles, jam vents, upset the dampeners, and give maintenance new reasons to riot. We like our walls."
His answer was a simple nod.
