Gary gestured smoothly, his fingers weaving through the holographic interface in front of him. The translucent screens shifted seamlessly, displaying maps, dossiers, and detailed schematics.
Don's eyes tracked the movements, his posture relaxed but his mind sharp as Gary continued to outline key details about the base's operational capacities.
"…and while the primary generator is stable, the auxiliary systems will require additional calibration before they can reliably support the network. I've already dispatched a team to oversee the adjustments," Gary explained, his tone steady.
Don nodded absently, his fingers drumming lightly against the table. The rhythmic **tap-tap** echoed faintly in the room.
Then, a subtle noise caught Don's attention—a faint **hiss** of the main doors opening.
Gary, too absorbed in his presentation, continued without pause. "As for the additional storage capacity, we—"