Hera's resting her head in her hands as she waits for the comm to illuminate. The news from the others, with no leads on Kanan and no way to access the Imperial network, had drained her more than she had expected. She hadn't quite realized how much she'd had riding on them finding something.

She lifts her head quickly when the hooded image lights up her cabin.

"Fulcrum, this is Spectre-2."