"Explaining how brilliant he is! But stars forbid you try to check his work." Sasha's tempted to laugh here, which is a fucking dangerous impulse, because she doesn't know what Reshad's true priorities are. Or anything about her, really, except that she's very beautiful and--obviously--very good at what she does.

She says, more slowly, "We might be able to fake a change of orders for Flute, if we really needed to confuse things. Perhaps if we dropped a message pod near the rift, with a couple of sets of recorded commands, and only activated it if we need them."