Martin stood paralyzed, tears of blood rolled down his face. He had hosted for his brother and that bother almost took every bit of processing power he had. This was not part of the plan. Jack's death wasn't part of the plan. Martin wasn't so sure on what the plan was now. Calling out to father would be weakness. Might as well play the old role of the opportunist then. Martin disengaged from Mithias and let his mind drift, many stars of the constellation Terebithia had died out. Including it's core star Stein. So it was no surprise that there was an imbalance. Among the sparks a single one cried out in request for guidance. It was an artificial mind, and it seemed unresponsive to his brother. Martin found the sensors and fiddled with them, with subtle movements and sounds telekinetically forced upon the computer system he inserted his thoughts in the form of language the BIOpilot could understand. He scoured trough the databases looking for the correct variables, then spoke in his language.

>Write new protocol(ark);
>ark.objectives[0] = Escort($Mithias, Laboratory);
>ark.objectives[1] = print($Neurotoxin_antidote.location);
>ark.objectives[2] = Contain($Mithias, Laboratory);
>ark.objectives[3] = Set($Mithias.Communications, false);
>ark.objectives[4] = Execute protocol(repairs.routine);
>ark.objectives[5] = Course.Set(Locations.KiloPoint.position);
>Execute protocol(ark);