Takatch leaned back in his seat and studied the formation. "The Hauler is up front, and the escorts are behind him. Maybe they were attacked and are covering their asses. Seems unlikely though." he paused before adding "Their entering the far part of the debris field."<br/><br/>The Adjutant relayed the message quickly before returning one of the many reports she'd have to do today. Her and the Operator had some of the hardest jobs on the ship, but both of them had their work cut out for them. Caisus with his six fingers and Maranda with her own little secret.<br/><br/>The Sibling's bet was over before it started. The communication between the fore ships started to clear enough for the girl to hear, the computer doing a lot of buffering to polish the sound. By the sounds of it the communications were military. Ranks and positions were given before relaying the base message. Popper terminology was used. It was much like how Maranda delivered her radio messages.