[Lar'C tends to be stoic about adults treating her funny because of her age, but her patience with it is worn thinner when it intersects with bureaucratic nonsense. Rather like the kind that comes along with being assigned a milk run out in the back end of nowhere "for her own good". She sighs to herself again, nodding along with Tash's assessment --if both of their HUDs have video popups they might be able to see each other? --as she fiddles with her display, magnifying the quadrant on one side of her HUD. nothing, nothing, noth -- wait, what was that? too big to be nothing, but it's not moving fast enough to trigger her alarms. . . Yet.]

Seeing a edge of something moving slow out there in Sector 8. It's not showing up too clearly here. Thinking about going in for a closer look. Over.