He considered the question, before shrugging. "Everyone I have used the armor cores on has been a first generation suit user. You two are the second and third of the second generation. So, honestly, I have no idea, you tell me when you find it, or don't find it.<br/><br/>Though I suspect not. The biggest limitation of the suits is its miniaturization of its systems, as it can only hold so much space, and things can only get so small. That is why I say it takes a century to 'finish' the suits, because that is the average time it takes to hit both limits. Each suit does its own miniaturization process, helps improve the entire race, as each one discovers minor improvements, which is then sent to the collective to integrate into the whole system. The constructs can advance down research lines a fair bit quicker than organics, but their ability to do lateral jumps across the lines is a bit... lacking.<br/><br/>But back to your earlier question about perfection, are you perfect? If so, are you accusing me, your brother, and everyone else of being imperfect?"<br/><br/>He grinned at his daughter, a smile she would have seen often as a young child. "Perfection is what the lazy say they are to justify their lack of ability to think of another way forward."