Constantine issued a command to his Power Armor through the synaptic link probe, reducing the power of the electromagnetic clamps in the soles of his boots. This allowed him to move freely through the cabin without floating up in the near-weightlessness of the upper atmosphere and creating an awkward situation, such as his pointed helmet striking the Shuttlecraft's ceiling. This Shuttlecraft was a new model produced by the Mars Foundry. It possessed not only more powerful firepower, but also a roomier interior and greater carrying capacity. After Constantine personally tested and approved it, the Praetorian Guard no longer had to cautiously turn around inside cramped Assault Transports whenever they accompanied the Monarch on his travels. Since this was a dedicated vehicle, the once-cold walls of the passenger cabin had been fitted with numerous Baroque-style decorations, making it look less like an aircraft and more like the living room of a luxurious mansion.
By comparison, Hammurabi was far less practiced at this. It was his first time boarding this Shuttlecraft. "You'll get used to it next time." Constantine merely smiled kindly at the sound of his companion's armor bumping into the cabin and the combat robots lined up on either side. Hammurabi relied on his powerful reflexes and sense of balance to steady himself in time. The moment he did, Constantine handed him a data slate and explained in detail why he had left his seat. "Judging by the purpose of the intelligence, Mycroft Holmes is still unwilling to abandon his offshore diplomatic policy. This behavioral pattern is easy to predict. We can keep pressuring him to extract more useful information, but so can others."
"There is a possibility that Mycroft Holmes may leak information. The intelligence analysts under Victoria Hand have already reached that conclusion." Hammurabi flipped through the data