She noticed a blinking green cursor in the lower right of her field of vision; as she thought about it, details of her new ocular system scrolled across the bottom of her view. The hot and heavy brass machine hummed in her head as it linked to external camera feeds, her vision switching to their fields of view. The whine grew as the MI cranked through calculations and generated heat. She saw Jupiter’s other moons, the way their orbits interacted and the locations of habitats built onto their differing surfaces. Accessing her dome’s communication system, she connected to their MIs and ran entrance protocols but found nothing but more mothballed blisters of stale air. She tried to look inside, but her gaze had limits, unable to access the dead CCTV systems in those other structures.