Pace concealed it. "It's nothing," he said.
"That's the stuff, Pace." Briggs looked pleased. "Keep those hands busy. Keep your mind off space."
"And Laura," Towne said.
Murchison stood up. "Well...."
"Well, what?" Pace glanced up anxiously.
"Time to focus out," Murchison said. "Got a lot of space to cover."
"But it's only sixteen hundred plus thirty—"