All right, Sean was getting the bloody idea and Leto was right on. It was well fucking past the time for diplomacy and such. He capped the bottle of whiskey and set it down on the counter.
"She's right, and you all bloody know it," he said as he started towards the door. "Someone needs to make a community announcement. Make it urgent and bloody soon. No, we can't force them, but if they've any fucking sense, they'll at least come have a look. Which is all we need."
He glanced at the Englishman. "You coming, mate?" Not that it mattered if he was. Cath had a task to do. He looked over at Leto. "Let me know if you have any trouble getting a passkey. I'm wagering the girl who arranged the systems can come up with something. I'll speak to her if needed." He'd dealt with her sort.