The engineer who was just behind Evelyn, a squat man who was balding in the center and had wacky hair sticking out from what remained on the sides, stepped forward and adjusted his glasses. "The creation of the design took some time, as we argued over proper-" When he heard a throat clear behind him, he glanced over his shoulder to see the cadre of engineers who were none-to-please with his blasé act of throwing them under the bus. He readjusted his glasses again before continuing, "a single Crystal Teleportation Station takes a week to construct, minus the enchanting and connection to the network."