From a closer distance, Ashari's eyes are...more than a little bloodshot. And that might not be the drugs. "We have been listening for any communications from anyone in the galaxy," Ashari says. "Nothing. Absolutely zero. Not even old radio communications from the pre-ansible days. Something I could use your help in figuring out, you're technical." Their expression suggests they don't like admitting this. "If something ate the hexarchate, I want to know what. But never mind that--I have to make some last preparations. You can tell me all about your adventures later." And they swan off before Sasha can say another word.

[Sasha should have, say, four hours to prepare. Ashari is going to be scarce between this encounter and the party.]