:: As Marah and Thompson searched the room, Yuuna's voice came back on the communicator.<strong>"Yuuna to Tren,"</strong>she said.<strong>"The computer identifies the writing you saw as saying <em>ono nakazy</em>. Could be the beginning of any number of short phrases.... I'm sending the information to all of you."</strong>A slight edge had come into the CSO's voice as she went on:<strong>"Mister Cortez and I have found... something. Stand by."</strong><br/><br/>:: As Yuuna was speaking, Marah found a box underneath the Doctor's bed... a box of something like wood, perhaps even of real wood. Opening it, she found it full of pieces of paper. Crudely rendered houses and Mommy and Daddy figures of the kind children on hundreds of worlds had drawn from time immemorial.<br/><br/>:: Thompson quietly cleared his throat to draw the Doctor's attention to the closet. It contained rows of civilian suits and coveralls hung in orderly fashion... and a pile of PADDs at the bottom that looked like they had been violently smashed. All but one, which Thompson fished out and handed to her.