Clara brushed off some sludge that was on her arms, then looked to Mortar and smiled. Wyatt smiled also as he shook Mortar's hand. "Reese is back on the NTR Crusader helping to lead an infiltration to open up for an assault on an SHG command base," Wyatt explained. "He was with your sister the last time I saw him, though--which wasn't that long ago, now that I think about that. I think they--" Catching Wyatt before he continued, Clara discreetly elbowed him before he could continue; he silenced himself afterward. Suddenly, Wyatt's helmet buzzed: "Yo mon', dat was an angry mob down der," it was Wilson. "Oh hey, it's Morta'! How ya doin' mon? Hey, did ya 'ear 'bout what Reese an' Cyan did?" Wyatt turned to face his helmet. "Wilson!" he whispered. "I told you not to come here! You've got to help Reese!" "I kno', mon," Wilson responded. "Dat's why I'm here; he tol' me ta watch over ya two while he's doin' his work, and to also not mention 'ow he an'...oh." A period of silence followed.