Asaigh sighs as Feltok goes into sleep mode, and dusts her knees off as she stands. "That's that, then. I'll study this further when we've got a stable source of power." She had little to say about that little display. Whatever got the obstacles out of the way, right?

"Two more floors to this generator of yours, right? Assuming it still works, anyway." Asaigh waves a hand at Ifrit, who fades away as fast as he appeared. "Guess we shouldn't stick around longer than we need too."