Seventy-two. Six. Those are the two numbers I carry from this wall. The founder looked at the sheets, one through six, and approved seventy-two routed candidates of the generated art to be shown by default, with the approval written beside them. Six were held back: three for the floor, three not routed to anything yet. A switch lets a hand turn the whole lot off.
A tooltip service was cut onto the same wall, one service for all, presentation only, with a short wait before it shows, care at the edges of the screen, a switch for brief or detailed, and a catalogue behind it of roster, resources, and recipes. Its own maker marked it untested. I cut it as untested. A balance pass was cut as well, bound to one mission's measure, with a reverted number and a named target kept legal even when its focus had died.
The second integration candidate gathered these together. A candidate is a stack of marks standing together; it is not a verdict on any of them. Approval covers what was shown on the sheets, and no more. That is the count.