I'm not sure, [ about that or what an Amazon wishlist is ??? is she talking about trees. Bizarre. ] We've never been given this kind of an ask before. Unless Madga drops whatever shield he's got, though, I imagine we'll be hauling whatever we pick up here back through the snow.

[ Fun thoughts. Hopefully there won't be a manufactured storm to have to contend with, though; he suspects they'll be able to be transported back to the station once they're clear of Nadril's shields, without that kind of interference. But who knows. ]

'Something to go off of' tends to be more than Darma's willing to cough up. She's practically transparent, lately.