Cameras don't work. Nowhere on the rig. They like to keep it hush hush. I've dicked around with them a bit. Something about Alexa something something primary network failure.

One of the people with a little more...insight on the IT situation likes to complain very loudly where many others can hear. They're real bad about forgetting the low-level wage slaves have ears.

And that they exist.

[He turns a page.]

And if someone comes in, I'll pop up and start yelling about laps and act like I'm gathering you back up from floor exercises for more useless screaming. If this group can't be fast on their feet and pretend to be busy when some security prick comes in, they'd better learn how to be faster right quick.

[He briefly raises his eyebrows.]

I've been out there. Was out there when the bombs hit.

[He doesn't elaborate any farther or look away from his comic.]

You're going to have to be fast on your feet in the field. Best learn now by dodging the wag man.