Helen thought but didn’t answer immediately. Finally she said, “I’m fairly certain. Sprite says we should know definitely either way in the next hour.”

Clara nodded her head, considering the information. “Then I will continue with my own digging until then.”

“Clara, please,” Turtle protested, “you’ve been on these data digs for nearly a week now, hardly breaking for food or rest. Sprite will find him. Take this time to close your eyes a bit.”

Clara put the orange goggles back on and turned forward again, hands snapping forward deliberately, restarting the dig. “Not until we know,” she said simply.