"3D printing gone wild?" Stiles suggests, starting to look troubled. "They've already kind of done it with organs, or were trying to make them that way. This would be the extremely successful followup to that." It brings up more questions, but the possibilities are disturbing. You would think someone's personality would be unique, after all.

Another person walks up to help, going through the wires while the speaker gently taps on the mic, eventually they get it sorted out. The speaker asking for everyone's attention before going through the events of the day.

Stiles straightens up when his name is called, stilling a little as he hears about his assigned mission. He hasn't even been here a day, isn't that jumping the gun a little?

"Have you been assigned a mission yet, or am I just lucky?"