Our analysis proceeds.

It will be time yet before we have compared all of its qualities to our own, and adapted in course.

One of our eager daughters will receive this idea, and bring it to us in turn. If such is insufficient, we may intervene.

There is now a matter of the utmost urgency.

More have become raveled into the plot of the Schemer. The foe common to all has taken notice, and acted. The Herald was given an artifact of the Creators by the Schemer, and its effects provoked the foe to spit at us and them, even within our cloud and near our Ark. The foe used warforms as large as ours, not numerous, but with strength well in excess of ours, or the Bretheren, with means of harm beyond ours, close and far.

Our insistence upon survival has prevailed. But were it not for the same artifact, we would have been hurt much more.

We must commune again as soon as yours are able. The path twists, and we must be ready. We fear even the flux between voids is unsafe now.

We have flown to a new nest.

The rifts have shown the way. Our migration comes to an end, at long last.

Yours may wish to seek Ours, beyond the rubble.

There is much to be done, much pain to soothe, much growth to be had.

Did we not assent?

We believe we permitted it, as long as our kin upheld the utmost safety while seeking such knowledge. There is a danger, and we shall know more of it.