Her face had gone pale, but her eyes were bright—dangerously bright.
"Do you understand what you're describing?" Her voice was barely a whisper. "Nanotech construction isn't just faster. It's… it's buildings that can repair themselves. Structures that adapt to stress in real-time. Materials stronger than anything that exists because they're being assembled atom by atom."
She ran a hand through her hair, laughing once—helpless, exhilarated.
"Peter, this is decades ahead of anything anyone's even theorizing. We're talking science fiction that just became science fact."
"ARIA can handle it."
"That's not—" Charlotte stopped. Laughed again, louder this time. "Of course she can. Of course she fucking can. Why am I even surprised anymore?"
Amanda raised her hand like she was in class. "I understood maybe thirty percent of that. Nanotech means tiny robots?"
