Lucky felt her ears flatten to her head. “I want to help,” she muttered. “But I don’t know what I could possibly do. Celestia runs the ring, so far as I can tell. She can get jumpers shot down without trying. She would probably destroy Othar if she knew where we were. But…” She trailed off, eyes widening. “If she can operate the ring, why doesn’t she just use it to find us? It’s got to have sensors, right? So why hasn’t she?”