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Achroite responds to the tattered Sphene, looking concerned.

"No...I don't."

Sphene reaches into her suit, and pulls out, a small mechanical pad forming. About the size of an iPhone 6+. She'd slide it near his feet. Achroite would pick it up and start to read.

"You'll....see..." says Sphene.