Musen nods, his prominent Adam’s apple bobbing up and down like he’s trying to swallow a racquetball. "Plus structural damage in the sum of five hundred twenty-one thousand. Plus the expenditure of four personnel assets." He means dead Cutters. "The adjusted total would be"—for a moment his eyes seem to roll back in their sockets as he accesses his headware— "three million one hundred two thousand nuyen. Conservatively." I wonder how the four "expended personnel assets" would feel if they knew that Musen was valuing their lives at just over twenty-two K nuyen each.