"No."
"Really? Won't you reconsider, Jovy?"
"Absolutely not, Ves. None of my superiors is in favor of your latest proposal. In fact, they are horrified by it. Have you become so obsessed with power that you have completely disregarded the dignity of our heroes? Please reiterate the purpose of our profession."
"Mech designers exist to serve mech pilots." Ves parroted the familiar phrase.
"Exactly. What part about serving mech pilots do you not understand? Even if you have a history of subjecting them to great risks for a fleeting possibility of a greater payoff, the plan that you have just presented to us has little to do with that! You are asking us to deliberately allow a party of dissident ace pilots to intercept our escort fleet just so that you can harvest them in your perverted attempt to reproduce the birth of the Ixith Goliath! We do not see how allowing you to desecrate the dignity of the entire mech pilot profession will benefit them in the future!"
