He'd had taken the tour about the lab, looking suspiciously at every piece of evidence, remain and work that was being done in this secret place right now. It was organized and equipped quite appropriately and he could've expected a doctor of all people to maintain standards up to highest accuracy and tidyness at this workstation. Still, he was surprised that no one minded his arrival. The great orb, the alien cell that resided in its own containment area with plenty of surveillance equipment hosted around it. Admiral approached it as close his instinct allowed him to, recognizing the patterns and the surface.
"I pressume you do not fully understand what exactly you got there, after all your expertise is mainly in saving people's lives by any means possible... be it medical or applying some technology. This cell is a big one for sure, it could not be mounted on a fighter's chassis as are most that we find. I sincerely doubt you even know what it is to be sure."
He had turned towards John, the ambience of the observation room right behind him.
"This is a battery, not generator. It does not consume fuel, nor does its capacity reaches towards infinity. Civilization capable of grasping near infinite energy would had no issues wiping us out from map of the galaxy. It is intriguing in how they are able to contain that much power into such confined space, and keep it from destructive power of entrophy. I cannot tell for certain how much was drained of it by the last alien owner of it, but it is not empty."
Golanski understood where were they charged at, but not only was this information classified but also of little help to Doc. The tiniest examples were powering cloak projectors of Wilde small craft, not as limited to constrains of fuel and battery capacity as their human counterparts. He walked away from it, inspecting other parts of the lab from safe distance.
