Riyeko/Loch | 5:00PM | Near the university of St. Iocus
Loch snorted. "I take my hat off to your dedication." She offered a brief curtsy, mocking. "Let's just hope your dumb luck holds in the future, hmm? You could break something vital if you don't fix your toy boots."
She withdrew a slim metal case from a pocket and drew out a cigarette; after lighting it, she threw the consumed match over her shoulder. "Indulge my curiosity." She blew out a coil of smoke and gestured at the students walking around campus with her cigarette. "There's plenty of students here who'd know enough to take accurate readings, if you hired them to fly around with those things. And a few of them are just desperate enough for money to make ends meet after paying tuition, they'd take the job despite the risks. So why risk your own neck?"