"I'll send you what I have," Dustin says with a dismissive wave of his hand, plopping into a sit next to his campfire. He grabs a stick to agitate the coals a bit. "It's a good start until I complete my winter and spring observations. Check your inbox tomorrow afternoon."

It only takes Dustin a moment of consideration to realize that this might not be enough.

"...On your communications device, I mean," he sighs. "The one you showed up with? Do you know what I'm talking about?"