"Why aren't OpenAI and Anthropic doing a better job of preventing this themselves?" Maddy asks, her voice steady even though I can see her hand shaking.
Elad, who has been standing by the window, turns. He smiles, but it's not a happy smile. It's the smile of someone who sees an opportunity in other people's failure.
"Classic not invented here syndrome," he says. "They all think they have the best and the brightest. So if anyone is going to solve alignment, the solution will come from their staff. Their brilliant researchers. Their billions in compute." He pauses, looks at each of us in turn. "Little do they know, I have my hammers of Abraham right here, armed and ready to defend."
He points at Jian. Then at me. Then at Maddy.
The biblical reference hangs in the air. I don't know what to say.
Elad turns back to the window, starts pacing. "We are several months out from being taken seriously by the big players. But I think there is a real play for acquisition. Once they realize they can't solve this internally, they'll have to buy the solution."
He stops, looks at me directly. "I'm not sure how we get them to understand the urgency and recognize that we have the answer. But that is our problem, not yours."