It takes me a second, they’re smaller than I expected. When I recognize them, I feel my cheeks stretch in a drek-eating grin. Four of the little shapes are buzzing out across the river toward us, presumably to take up station flanking us. They’re Suzuki Watersports, or at least watercraft very much like them. Up-engined brethren of the Bombardier WaveRunner on which I used to tear up the lake as a kid. Yeah, it makes sense—they’re probably the perfect high-speed high-maneuverability river craft. Slap on a little armor and equip them with a firmpoint or hardpoint, and they could even be decent weapons platforms.