Lewis frowned deeply this was not going the way he had envisioned. His crewmates should be cooperative and excited by such a solution. Instead they displayed signs of skepticism and even slight hostility. Lewis wondered if the Vulcan, or for that matter anyone else but him, had proposed the idea if it would have been met with such reactions. He suddenly wanted to just phase back into the holo-emitters but the mission was too important for him to just abandon these people. He carried on though in perhaps a slightly more annoyed tone.<br/><br/>"As I said we would need to adapt and improve the technology."<br/><br/>He was looking directly at the ensign now, addressing her directly, feeling her above everyone else needed to be most won over here.<br/><br/>"While you are correct that chronotons usually bleed through shields leaving a trail that has been sometimes exploited to allow tracking of a cloaked ship, the data I've reviewed suggests that they do have a significant electron field to be repelled by shields using the proper harmonics. The real issue here is going to be finding that frequency range. MY plan was to build a adaptive harmonic field transmitter similar to those The Borg use for personal defense. By programming the bands to react to the particles as if they were phaser fire and exposing it to these new chronotons as well as those we have encountered before, the field should, in theory, adapt itself to the chronotons thus finding the maximum range we will need into the bands. I do not intend to have the bands remove the away team members from our current subspace frequencies just to provide in the simplest way possible a personal defensive shield against these particles. I believe the armbands are the easiest way for that to be accomplished. Though of course if you have a better solution, I would love to here those as well. Perhaps there is something I've overlooked." Lewis finished in a rush hoping that the last statement had come off as open to teamwork and not as arrogant.<br/><br/>Despite his vast database on social interactions he still carried some of the insecurities of his father, Reginald Barclay. Lewis found he wanted desperately to be valued as a both a lifeform and a member of engineering. Something that he reflected was a very odd emotion for a holographic program. The fact he was having "feelings" at all was actually very odd. He would have to look into it as soon as he was done with this mission but for now he put it on the back burner. Lives were at stake here, his programming issues were far less important then that.