Standing in the back of the room with her arms folded across her chest, Res straightened a bit. Oh, this was not a place for pessimists. Nor was it a place for people with a supreme addiction to the more fucked up parts of history. "Magnetic interferance." she repeated, her voice raising above the crowd. She didn't need a microphone to make her voice heard, that was for damn sure. "Does that mean the ship compass has gone out?"