Matias looked like he was about to burst, but Oleander stepping forward kept him from erupting. Still, he gave the moth a scowl as he swallowed back his profanities.

"Clearly you know way more than me," he huffed, "so you go ahead. Fucking bug."

Oleander gave Matias a two-second glance and nothing more.

"LET IRIS STAY WITH LADY MIDNIGHT," they signed, "THE SOONER WE CAN INVESTIGATE THE MATTER, THE SOONER WE CAN END THIS. I SUSPECT THAT CLOAKING IS BEING UTILIZED TO HIDE THE BASES, BUT THAT TECHNOLOGY IS HIGH ENERGY AND DETECTABLE."

"Hence the coordinates," Matias chimed in, waving his phone in his hand.