Kzzzt. Kzzt, Moro? Kzzt! Parameter secure?
Dajia's nose wrinkled up as it spoke into the mouthpiece of their headset, with ears perked for a response from their parent.
"Interference. Nuisance. Location secure here." The Chua spoke crisply to the mouthpiece, eyes darting across what would have been a gorgeous expanse of jungle green and another example of the boundless beauty Nexus had to offer if Dajia cared of such things.
"Moro copy?" Dajia spoke again, before reaching up to tap the eye visor holo hovering over one eye. "Team two, status?"
The Chua shoved down their annoyance at the lack of prompt responses from the Dominion crews that should have been checking in. They'd been sent in multiple scouting groups of various sizes to secure a large swath of Wilderrun and it seemed only Dajia's crew had made any progress, unless something was interfering with the Dominion comms?