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That's worth investigating.

The plane reached cruising altitude.

David moved to join our conversation, bringing a tablet filled with plant diagrams.

The botanical potential is extraordinary, he said, showing me satellite imagery with vegetation zones highlighted.

This northwestern section shows colour variations consistent with unique alkaloid-producing species, and these coastal formations could be mangrove relatives with novel chemical properties.

His enthusiasm seemed genuine, if excessive.

Sarah remained in her seat, methodically organising waterproof notebooks.

Robert stared at the ceiling, apparently lost in thought.

The security team checked their phones one last time before service would cut out over the Pacific.

Wilson remained isolated, typing rapidly on his laptop.

Whatever drove him to spend 50 million on this expedition, he clearly didn't feel the need to socialize with those implementing it.

Eight hours into the flight, somewhere over the Pacific, the dynamics had settled.

David talked almost constantly about botanical discovery potential, pausing only when Emily steered the conversation toward cultural context.

Sarah contributed precise observations about marine ecosystems, but avoided personal topics.

Robert said little, reviewing geological surveys with a furrowed brow.

I use the galley prep area to make coffee, and Thomas joined me.

What's your read on, Wilson?

He asked quietly, glancing toward the front where our employer remained absorbed in his work.

Professional driven, not forthcoming.

Thomas nodded.