'Tis alright. The bus was finished when last I woke, and we were to set sail soon enough -- I and Young Sinclair were there at its unveiling, it was quite the sight! But no sooner than I had shut my eyes for a moment did I open them and find myself here once more.

[ oh......... to be out at "sea"........ with that monster ishmael keeps talking about. so fun. ]

Does that suffice for a report, for now? There is more, but it... ehm... deals with company business, that I shall explain to thee another time.

[ aka after hours she'll send him an overly embellished report about canto iv minus what the singularity of k corps is which remains, as she will say, "a black block in my memory". ]