[Well, maybe you should've specified, William!]

Then when the hell should we do something? [He's not the only one at the end of his rope. There's a little more heat in her voice than usual--though she, like William, sounds more tired than anything.] Everyone here's got a lot of damn questions about something they don't understand at all. Maybe y'haven't noticed, but I can't--

[Tell you what's going to happen anymore. She bites the words off, taking a sharp breath in while her sound's cut.]

The plan is, communicate if we can. Pardon. Can't know until I try.

[Bitterness runs through that last bit, but lightly.]