The Santerian doesn't seem to be moved by the praising words of the Council member. He also doesn't look impressed with the description of his other teammates. It seems Yamesh was hard to please...

Yamesh accepted his task with a quick nod. "I want everyone who does the field-work down in the shuttle bay in half an hour. The Council asked me personally to implement some new tech, and since most of you are..." He swallows an insult and decides to say something else. "... Let's just say that this new tech might need some explaining." And with that said he left the Briefing Room, making his way towards the Shuttle Bay. "K-1LL. Note: Psychological profiles matches those of all crew members. Council did a stellar job."

Once he arrives in the Shuttle Bay, he approaches a man who are part of the crew. They seem busy unloading the equipment for the team. "Be careful with that. Some of this tech is more worth then your lives." ,Yamesh says with a serious look on his face. The men look at each other and quickly finish their work, leaving Yamesh to his work. Yamesh takes a look at the assorted items on the table. It seemed all was here. Chips, their modified guns, new visors. "At least there is something humans can do correctly, I suppose."