Eurybia Theater, East-side, New Thessalonica, Planet Yuma, Coronado
Erik chuckled as Doreen spoke of her son's abilities. He was hoping he would one day speak similarly about his own boy. Still, he returned his composure, while still retaining a smile and spoke "That's very good to know, in fact. Most of our schools have various curriculum programs that a pupil can enter. Since we're in a time of war, specialisation can come early in the educational system, as long as the child is also interested."
When Doreen accepted his offer to help with the new project, Erik felt relieved. While there were plenty of medical officers to help his team,
a new set of eyes was desperately needed to finish the research. "In that case, I'll send you the details regarding the research next week. There's no rush just yet and you'll have other things to get done first."
Once Doreen voiced her concerns regarding the law, Erik explained "If my brother were here he would've probably quoted all the paragraphs needed to explain the situation. However, allow me to settle your concerns. While the substances and commodities you mentioned are considered contraband, their usage for research and medical purposes is condoned. In fact, there are quite a few Crayterians who were unfortunate enough to be affected by cardamine, so we allow such citizens to carry enough of it to maintain healthy lives." He catches his breath, then continues "Needless to say, human organs are legally imported for the purpose of medical transplants. All in all, no licensing will be required. In the position you are about to fill, you'll be able to have shipments brought with all the materials you need."
"Waw - Hambulg - i bet that's far far away." / "Oh, you like robots? My daddy likes 'em too. He wolks with all sorts of robots, big and small." / . "I like spaceships! When i grow up, i wanna fly a ship and defend oul nation."