"Yes, but you could have—" I chopped off my comment as Bridget’s glare threatened to peel paint off my hull in real . "Okay, fine. Can we move on then?" No one said anything, so I continued. "We have a foursome again, at least in principle. Until comms are all back up, all you guys can do is monitor, but it should help a bit. I’ve been observing several locations using roamers and forwarding the recordings to Hugh for analysis. A little real-time eyeballing might catch something sooner."