Morgan nodded and said, "Sure. I know she'll be well looked after."
He walked over to the computer on the other side of the room where the information was being uploaded from Cortex. The screen was facing away from the group, so Morgan was facing their direction.
A male voice was heard coming from the computer.
"Hey, Morgan," the voice said. It was mid-range. Neither high nor deep, and it sounded young. The voice also sounded...nervous. More than likely about the message he would be relaying.
The voice continued, "I just wanted to give you a heads up about something you're going to see in the files."
"I don't like where this is going," Asda said quietly as she did post-op scans on Silver. "I wish Cortex would just get on with it."
"I'm going to let you read for yourself," the voice said, "just....try not to over react. Ok?"
Morgan was extremely confused, but opened the files. What in the 'verse was Cortex babbling about? Whatever it was, it was serious. Cortex had never sounded that nervous before, but something in the files obviously bothered him. After a few minutes of skimming the files, Morgan found out what it was.
Morgan's heart raced as his nostrils flared and eyes glowered in anger. His fist clenched and drove it through the computer screen as he cried out in a combination of anger and anguish.
"That can't be good," Asda commented.