"Oooooout!" the grey cat announces, pausing in his pacing at the door to stand and paw at it. "Ooooooooout!"
Yeah, I know, Lun. Soon. We've got to wait for the ship to land first. The infomorph's words are silent, heard only by the pair of cats she's broadcasting to. Twenty more minutes, she adds after a moment, you can ask your muse to show you how long that is.
"Oooout!" he complains, one last time, and then settles beside his spotted golden companion.
Good kitty, she sends, and the digital equivalent of a scritch behind the ears. You've both been very brave. Are you looking forward to meeting the new cats?
"Yeah," says the golden cat. "Soon?"
Yeah, soon. You want to hear about how to do it?
Okay. So when the ship lands, you're going to have to be very sneaky, but...