[The communicator clatters to the floor and turns on in a burst of sound, and then Deire's voice, murmuring dazedly]

No, Rian... Bread, I just want... bread... [breathless] Mama's not thirsty...

[some more vague, almost incoherent words, and then, gasping]

Oh-- Oh gods, where--

My comm... [she scrambles for the communicator, and it shuts off]

Good morning, criminals! It is the thirty-sixth day of the third generation today, and it will be exceptionally clear and crisp. The pools are heated, so you are encouraged to continue enjoying them even as the weather chills.

As I am sure most of you have likely noticed, the trial and integration for the Engineers was successful, and they have now joined you here. There is no cause for alarm. I repeat: no cause for alarm. They were brought here under the same circumstances you all have been.

Now that that is out of the way, my processes will in large part be occupied by climatology, so I may not have maximum capacity to chat with you all.

[some of you may recognize Deire's voice, but even if you would, it sounds a little off as she giggles. admiringly]

How unexpected! How exciting! You've done such a good job to get interesting results like this.

[and then it sounds -- different, like she's trying on a different voice, attempting to sound more masculine, and giggling again]

Looks like I've lost the bet. But this could be fun too~

[and then, a third voice, lower]

I wonder what you'll all do next...