I’ll wait and hope. I still have just enough faith that Took Flight Before The Masters means…something down the line, when we’re properly airborne, far away from any Londoners who can properly match a face to whoever seems to be saddling up Mr. Veils, and the operators are increasingly low on ammo.
…not that I was asking for much in the prologue, I would have settled for just an aside where I ask why I can’t do it myself and the higher-ups say something like “Sir, it is political disadvantageous right now for our entire remilitarisation war effort to be overshadowed by flight cavalry. Also if you saddle up the Vake in public I will be legally obliged to bombard the power you’re keeping it in for the sake of public order, so please keep that thing out of sight until we can claim plausible deniability” or “Stop lacerating my poor airships with your horrible claws, Vake-the-Curator! We have long since ceased to have anything of import to discuss!”