Interesting goal... Not too far from his own, though he was certain that the League had a much different idea of whom was chafe and whom was not. He looked to the flickering images silently, drinking them in. He knew it was part of the scheme of it, meant to slant his opinion on each of them, but unfortunately... It also worked very well.
"So it is technology that your group wishes. Very well." More puffing of his ego. He thought himself quite supreme when it came to technology. And that was not the only area where his genius lie. "I trust there is something specific your group of colleagues has in mind that they have not already managed from someone else. In the meantime, I suppose a means of being able to collaborate with due privacy will be necessary."
He beckoned to the hovering, squat robot that had brought the wine. A light lit up within its grid, the sounds of a disk burning quickly being heard. It soon popped out the tiny laser disc, and he held it up between two metal fingers.
"A one way channel to Latveria. Just be careful to give due warning to anyone who would use it to attempt to hack the communication network. I'm not responsible for how the defense system will automatically react." He kept his borders tight, even in cyberspace. Aggressively.