He could get fragmented reports, and committed the nearby reserves that had been on hand for just such a situation. Though he hadn't expected what little he could hear. Lots of static, with word fragments, including two that had him concerned. '...asma b...' was one the other was '...thclaws.' Neither of those was a good thing, but if he hadn't missed heard, both together was a situation best described as fubar. However, it was not a full emergency, as the troops seemed to be not panicking, so it was likely only a handful of each. Done with what he could for the situation, he left the two trying to get the situation back together, and headed back in. He was going to lose a few units, but they wouldn't lose the fight short of finding an entire warren.<br/><br/>Done with the situation, he returned to the room, putting on the polite mask first. He apologized, and took his seat. "So, where were we?"<br/><br/>Evangeline asked what he had been called out for, and he complained about his constructs, before mentioning that "one would think after two millennia working together, they could handle most situations without my guidance."