"While I hate to say it... Going low tech is the best solution. Even if we had enough webcams and cable, they're unreliable and insecure. You know how they do those looped images in cinema and TV so you think you're seeing a empty hallway except that it's actually a bloodbath? Yeah, that could happen easily with anything relying on cables." She could think of a hundred ways it could be done and splicing was the easiest. And yea, Riff was giving Sean a Look for even thinking of it. One of those Looks only women could perfect.
Riffraff stared at Cathair for a long moment in total horror. The idea of leaving her room? "No. No no no no. I can't - I can't leave my lab! Er, room. No. Lab. Don't even bloody well sleep there. It it it's a clean room. Do you have any idea how long it would take to move my equipment AND sanitize another room?"
She sort of ducked behind the chair, peering out from behind the back of it, "Unless we're condensing to the lower decks. And then I'm not sharing." For a moment, she seemed very childlike - but then again, she was only 20 and an isolated type at that.