"You know how to make them, right?" Lyta asked, turning and picking up her own radio. She didn't know what to think of this girl on the radio, or how much help she'd be, but she figured it still didn't matter much to her either way. She was just going to keep on doing what she'd been doing.

"These are really old technology for me," she went on, turning the piece of equipment over in her hands. "And I can't even feel it with my mind." Otherwise she could have just told it to be a two-way radio.