"Sure," says Ellen, and heads over to Edgar; she's got her goggles around her neck now, since she's really, really hoping not to have to track any more scents today. "C'mon, this shouldn't be too hard- hold on tight, the suit can be a little slippery. And I want to send a message ahead anyway."

She holds up the radio handset with the arm that's not ready for Edgar-support.

"Central, this is Dejah's team. We're on our way back. So long as nothing surprises us we should be there pretty shortly."