“Great! Send it to me; i’ll make sure it gets into the right hands.” Freyr smiled distractedly, watching Thebes walk over to them out of the corner of her eye. She focused her attention back on Rareth. “I’ll do my best. I hope you like crowds; because you’re going to get one when this mission gains the administration’s attention. Freyr politely excused herself from the two Rothians and turned to Thebes, who began speaking right away.

“Ma’am, I want to put something on the record. Memnon died a warrior’s death. The entity we encountered said it might be able to bring Memnon back. We want our comrade back, but only if he’ll be able to fight alongside us now. If there is any chance he won’t make it back out in one piece, we’d like you to refrain. It’s what he would have wanted.” Thebes nodded, having finished his piece.”

Freyr stared up at Thebes, flabbergasted. “It said it could...bring people...back?” Thebes nodded again. “Yes ma’am. It said it could try.” Freyr felt almost overwhelmed with joy, which boiled down to steely determination. “Then consider it well and truly noted.” She said, giving the soldier’s forearm a squeeze. “If I can, I'll bring Memnon back. I’ll bring them all back.”

“Dr Lang - Captain Andersen is requesting a debrief.” One of the lab techs called over from the banks of consoles. Freyr nodded her head vigorously, suddenly experiencing a rush of energy she hadn’t felt in months. “Good, ok. All of you, conference room. Now, please!” Freyr gesticulated at the assembled Humans. “That means you and your team as well.” She patted Thebes’ breastplate, rushing past him. “We all need to watch this mission back, right away.”