Yikes. It's so... detailed. It gives Aten more of an intuitive sense for how valuable the thing the Cretari government is doing, where they make everyone keep certain traits in case one of them turns out to be important. He understood this before; it makes logical sense (though, huh, now that they're here they do not actually have to keep being this short? Maybe their body should be taller, they should think about that later), but he hadn't felt on such an obvious, apparent level that, oh yeah, things that are awful to experience can be turned into something useful. He wants to turn this guy over to a team of developers and have them pick his thing apart until they come out with something that gives a nice boost to attentional capacity when stacked with other Citreliac standards, and that also isn't - that.
"Commander. I hope we've justified your decision to let us into your fort."