Locke took only a cup of soykaf, which ended up cooling undrunk as she studied the tactical displays and asked questions Trahn told everyone to answer, "under standard security conditions, of course." Which meant no one told Locke anything more than they might tell any civilian official whose office was likely to be as leaky as a rowboat after a tussle with a machine gun. The real briefing was suspended as long as she was present. It wasn’t long before a commo tech said, "General, it’s the President."