He nodded, before the screen scrolled down, more text adding to the bottom. "And what about these other seven? We suspect there are at least three, possibly as many as thirteen more."<br/><br/>The extra text was most locations, and less hard data than the first location, but that one was the largest known one, and strangely enough the easiest for him, as a tentative ally, to get the constructs into. No one seemed to bother actually counting the constructs, or ensuring that the eight that were there today were the same ones there yesterday, or tomorrow. It was a common problem, as many used sight to note similar features and then assumed it was the same, or filled in blank spots with memory rather than present fact. He didn't add that aloud, it was just a private observation, but amusing nonetheless. He finished the brief, and then switched to small talk for a few minutes before he glared at the portal door, and sighed. "The personal breed is here, and getting ready to charge through the door. Not a personal thing, they just like fighting and finding out how strong they REALLY are, issue from being raised on the world that my constructs used as basic training."<br/><br/>He sighed, and then slammed his head against the table, hands covering his neck, mentally counting down from five. As he hit zero, the door opened, and the twins rushed in, doing what they did best. Causing problems.