As they exited the clearing Ch’zaolrirh had a worried look on his face. “I don’t like this Callahan, we are being pulled in too many directions.” The ensign gave a nod, and continued to walk. “Beyond that, we could be walking into a Makra’s nest. Be prepared.” The ensign remained persistently silent.

As they got closer to the hill, Ch’zaolrirh paused and gave his tricorder to scan the energy wave. He wanted to know if it had dissipated since the appearance of those drones. He called out to Callahan, “Well if you’re not going to speak, you could at least use those eyes of yours to start looking for anything suspicious up ahead.”

COS Ch’zaolrirh / Ens. Callahan