There are a lot of old switches in Ohio's neural interface that don't have a purpose, these days. Controls for the accelerating equipment that was removed years ago. Macros Pi set up for calculations he no longer needs to run. Bits and broken pieces of things were left in her wake, and they would take more work to fix than anyone has thought worth putting into him.

But one of these useless things is fast access to Freelancer team comms, and all it takes is a thought to throw open the old channel. Because fuck you, Oklahoma, he's a shitty leader but he's not so shitty a leader that he'll say this to them. He snaps at him one to one.

"I sure as fuck didn't pick them."