Clint was already sending a text to their liaison with Jim's demands. Emphasis on the 'good root beer' bit. He turned over the engine and pulled onto the street. The other two SUVs pulling into convoy with them.
"Its actually alot easier than it sounds. Way they explained it to me, and they talk to me like I'm four so it works, there's designations Red, Yellow, and Green. Green is the stuff we can play with and develop now. Yellow's the stuff that needs to go into lock down until we're able to handle it. And Red is the stuff that is going straight to the Slingshot and destroyed. All you have to do is look over the stuff and give us your best guess about what to designate each artifact we got and at the same time give a written guideline to follow for anything new we come across in the future... so... essentially we're asking you to help us figure out the pace of xeno-human tech development that's sane and won't get the whole future as you know it shot to hell."
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"Its actually alot easier than it sounds. Way they explained it to me, and they talk to me like I'm four so it works, there's designations Red, Yellow, and Green. Green is the stuff we can play with and develop now. Yellow's the stuff that needs to go into lock down until we're able to handle it. And Red is the stuff that is going straight to the Slingshot and destroyed. All you have to do is look over the stuff and give us your best guess about what to designate each artifact we got and at the same time give a written guideline to follow for anything new we come across in the future... so... essentially we're asking you to help us figure out the pace of xeno-human tech development that's sane and won't get the whole future as you know it shot to hell."