My wife, Taylor Vauhan-Kiryu, is no longer on the Barge. I've already gone to check on her. She was sent back to her own world, but she's safely on her father's with him and Rags and Trixie now. I brought her hen and her dog to her.

Taylor spent her deal on engagement rings that let us travel between worlds, so she can visit any of you once you leave. I'm not leaving willingly without the other deal she wanted.

And I can't do everything she did, but if the greenhouse needs extra hands, I'm willing. There will be fewer insects on board now that she's not here to control them. Still enough to pollinate the greenhouse plants, of course.

[Private to Angel]

Let me know if there's anything you need.

And she warned me to watch out for you with Valentino here. If there's anything you want to talk about or any protections I can put in place, they're doubly my responsibility. He's assigned to me this month.

[Open Spam, all over the Barge]

There will be fewer bugs going forward because Taylor made sure the enormous insect population would cull itself back to reasonable numbers in her absence. Wasps and hornets exterminate each other. Bees pare themselves back to a good number for greenhouse pollination. Centipede-like creatures keep the spider and moth populations in check.

And Ulla pilots a floating tub of water through the ship, singing wordless spells to break down all of the dead insects and arachnids, cleaning up after their population control. But people may witness the bugs before she gets to them, or intercept her along the way.