Freyr didn’t respond directly to Marae, instead speaking out loud to the light blue hologram, gesturing as she went.

“Our people are still recovering from a traumatic ordeal - I’ve only just woken up after sustaining a head injury. Surely, we can attend from this ship and-” The muttering slowed to listen into her side of the conversation.

The hologram interrupted, maintaining a private channel. “Your entire department is required to operate in close proximity with other elements of the new CRCI taskforce from the OSC Barbarossa. Gunships will be docking at the Faultless Spear momentarily - please make your way on board.”

“You can’t keep treating us like this - look at what happens!” Freyr retorted loudly, pointing to the scientists who had just left.

“It is regrettable, but I'm afraid time is not our friend. No one is irreplaceable if the need is great enough.”