[She smiles slightly, lips curling in appreciation, and it's the most genuine-looking smile that she's managed yet.]

Thank you, darling, but I don't think that's possible. Not yet, at least. [But will she ever give them a piece of her mind when she finds them. Gate's sake, what's wrong with this ship.] But it's definitely here on purpose.

[The other thing, the paper she's not mentioning, that's here to hurt. No bones about it. This is the one document in the multiverse that could instantly remind her of the failure she considers herself to be. And has already done so. Fortescue swallows, turning the book over in her hands.]

Did you find anything in your locker?