The sound of radio static crackled from the speakers all around the lab, as Forerunner cleaned it up. Then a voice came through clear. The computer could do a great deal to make up for Equestria’s primitive radio technology. “I am here on time,” said Twilight, annoyance and frustration obvious in her voice. “Are you?” After every word, a translation would appear on all the screens in the room. The Forerunner could not speak Eoch as well as she could.