Ashari considers for a moment. "I appreciate the reports," they say to a point midway between Xiulan and Sulen. "We'll go for speed when it comes to wiping the grids, and hope that we can get away before anything notices."

Meanwhile--"Tell me," Ashari says to Sasha, "do you or your people have contingency plans if something goes wrong with the moths on the Typhoon and Sedulous Eel? If unharnessing causes one to fall into a coma, or run away, or turn hostile?"