"We have incoming..." X-Bo noted.
"I heard, I heard," P-Sta assured, reaching for the communicator. "Is this the Gotengo? P-Sta reporting in!" He glanced out the windows, the eyes of MEcha-Durive at the vast sea of stars before him. "Apologies for not reporting in sooner, but communications have been in disarray until now! For whatever reason, its inner workings had been slathered with ketchup...Either way, once we all took off, we were planning on getting the okay to do some scouting ahead! Potentially dangerous, but it might do us some good if we can relay anything valuable back to the rest of you!"
"Besides, Durive assures us we'd be safe!" N-Ten noted.
"For whatever that assurance is worth..." P-Cee noted, seconds before being ejected from her chair and knocked against the wall.
"Still could probably do with a decent plan, though..." St-Eam added.