"No injuries? Good. A pleasure to meet you, by the way." Roland answers, content in that assessment. He watches Chiff remove itself from her head to return to his new pal, his new buddy, drawing a small smile out of him before business takes precedence. Roland grows another shade more serious.

"Morse is pretty old where I come from too, but enough about that." As much as he'd love to discuss how a void missionary came to learn about dots and dashes... He takes a glimpse at the two before resuming conversation with Anan. "The three of us were together when our radio picked up the code." He hums thoughtfully. "But we have no idea as to who was sending it, just that we knew what was being said."