"Yeah." Hardison dropped his eyes back to the table, shoulders slumping slightly. "I'm guessin' they were just ejected from the sim?"

He just didn't know what that meant. Were they being held prisoner somewhere? In stasis? Kicked off the ship? He was half-tempted to try to do something to get himself kicked out, too, just to find them, but he couldn't ignore Parker's Mastermind voice in his ear, telling him to play it safe, play it smart. They had students here he needed to protect, he could do so much more good here than...wherever they were.