Tatehan tested it.
He slipped the helmet back on, feeling the segments click into place around his head, the visor sealing shut with that soft hiss he had grown accustomed to.
The internal systems came online immediately, the heads-up display flickering to life in front of his eyes.
And then he reached up and tapped the side of the helmet where Torvan had installed the new interface.
A small holographic menu materialized in the corner of his vision, displaying a list of playlists synced from his phone. Tatehan selected one at random, and a second later, music began to play.
It was not loud and overwhelming. Just a steady, rhythmic beat that filled the background of his awareness, present enough to feel but not so intrusive that it blocked out other sounds. He could increase it though.
The quality was perfect, the audio crisp and clear, integrated seamlessly into the helmet's existing systems.
Tatehan grinned behind the visor.
It worked.
