“Hold on,” she said, raising a hoof. She’d been polite this whole time, never questioning, only asking for clarification. But now there was obvious disbelief on her face. “You’re saying that a native creature stopped you in midair?” A few gestures brought the telemetry data the Forerunner had shown her before into the holofield, positional data and tracking for the moment just before impact. Olivia played it forward to the second the ship was struck. One engine system reported a critical failure, then the whole ship went red, and “NO DATA” replaced all the readouts that had been there before.