Neither of them would've made it this far into the conversation without alcohol, so thank God for maple mead.

Miles tents his fingers in his lap, biting his lip. "If we actually fix it and get the thing running, if we figure out how to use it -- we connect it to the Moira first. They actually have an Ingress we could connect to and -- I think it might fix it. Or stabilize it, at least."

And he has his word to keep. If there's a way...