Miles would like to point out that a broken Ingress is the most likely cause of all of this in the first place, but the thought that the Cetagandans might have an Ingress gives him serious pause. Actually, he looks pretty disturbed as a few of the implications of that occur to him.
"I don't know how that'd account for any of us ending up out here," Miles says, gesturing vaguely around them, "instead of...wherever they've got it. But then, no one here's seen an Ingress. And I'm not even sure the Cetagandans are capable of fixing that thing. But if anyone around here was..." He chews furiously at a hangnail on this thumb, looking both daunted and just as feverish as his double. "I'm not convinced it isn't just some kind of next-level wormhole technology, only it goes beyond the normal bounds of spacetime. But Captain Thán, he talked about it like it was some kind of magic. I don't know. Shit." His breath quickens. "If we get a working Ingress on this planet..."
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"I don't know how that'd account for any of us ending up out here," Miles says, gesturing vaguely around them, "instead of...wherever they've got it. But then, no one here's seen an Ingress. And I'm not even sure the Cetagandans are capable of fixing that thing. But if anyone around here was..." He chews furiously at a hangnail on this thumb, looking both daunted and just as feverish as his double. "I'm not convinced it isn't just some kind of next-level wormhole technology, only it goes beyond the normal bounds of spacetime. But Captain Thán, he talked about it like it was some kind of magic. I don't know. Shit." His breath quickens. "If we get a working Ingress on this planet..."