"I know I'm the go to genius for these kinds of things but so far, zip, nada. No such luck. Our beautiful, sweet and gorgeous Rommie is out of reach, as per usual but I digress, no contact from our lovely warship personified. We can't talk to her, she can't talk to us. It's just me, Trance, Dylan, Rock-head and Tyr. Oh and you now." He added quickly.

"Just Beka left with Andromeda." He made a face. "Which isn't fair, if anyone should be left with Rom-doll then it should be me. I know how to look after her. Treat her right. Make sure she's not lonely..." He stopped. "I was talking out loud wasn't I?"