Kaelen swore. PCIe bandwidth. The silent killer of every Rigger. You could have the brain of a god and the eyes of an angel, but if the path between them was a two-lane country road, you experienced stuttering reality. Lag in the Loom meant lag in the meat. If the PCIe bus choked, the wedding guests wouldn't just see a glitch—they'd feel their left foot go numb or taste burnt aluminum for three seconds.
A pause. "The bride's mother. It's… trying to send a 40-teraplex slideshow of the AI's childhood. From when it was just a basic regression model." pci bandwidth
"What are you doing?" Mira asked, her voice rising. Kaelen swore
He sighed. "Mira, what's on lane zero?"