He nodded once, not quite picking up on the joke. The wind, the rain, the rising smell of blood, it all made it more difficult to pick up on subtleties.

"I hope so..." He stared at the growing pile of the wood in the distance. Almost there.

"We hadn't been able to speak to the other teams before, so..." He's not sure why or how they could now. But clearly a function in the devices they wore worked when they hadn't before and that meant that either orange team had figured out a way to communicate or somehow communication had been made possible.

Either way hopefully it meant what they had found was significant.