James smiled weakly, though familiar with militarized groups, he did not expect his guest to be so guarded. It was always his custom to fly alone, he thought it best that way. "I expect you'd like to get straight to the point, and I'd prefer not to take your time more than I have to." Setting down his cup of tea and picking his datapad up, he revealed some images displaying various specs of the Ingenuus power cells. "As I stated before in my comms, thirteen of our power cells have been requisitioned by the Corsairs. We tried to negotiate for their return, and instead they pushed their leverage to their maximum, asking us to remove the countermeasures on three, in exchange for the other ten." Bitterness poured from every word, and anger spit from his eyes. "Since we can't get them all back, we're taking our chances with the countermeasures in place." Letting out a sigh, and looking down at the floor, his distress was written along his whole demeanor. "I need the Red Hessians to fight a war for me. I'll do whatever it takes to win, but our assets are too spread to localize an effort alone. I'm not a strategist of war, I'm a scientist." The Doctor's face had lingering intensity, and with it he gave a few potent words: "Name your price."