Dilan checked his phone, sometimes he SCIENCE'ed too hard to notice it go off. "They didn't say they'd be late." which was a rule. Everyone had to know when to start worrying, after all.

"Pierce," Braig said calmly, "get Sheeva. She's a good girl, she can track them." which was better than Dilan tracking them, because he tended to move faster than anyone but Sheeva could keep up with.

"I'll get your ammo." Dilan said, his usually sweet voice turning predatory.