Back aboard the Dolomite, Badger and Glint passed through the air lock and removed their suits. Glint started walking toward the elevator that led to the ship's command territory. He stopped when he saw that Badger was not following him.

"What's up, Red? Aren't we going to give this to the captain?"

"Of course we are," Badger said. "But not just yet." He led the way down a passageway to a door marked WORKSHOP D—AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY.

Glint followed him.

"What're you doin'?" Glint asked. "You going to fix that gizmo?"

Badger stopped and looked scornful. "You really are some kind of a moron. No, I'm not going to fix the gizmo. Why do you think I volunteered us for this job?"

"I was wondering about that," Glint said.

"I want to get a look at what's on this flight recorder before I give it to the captain. Fat chance Hoban would ever tell us."

Glint looked admiringly at his partner, then hurried to catch up as Badger pressed the stud that operated the door to Workshop D.