A distressed young woman, with an upset expression and frazzled, black hair took to the public comms. If it weren't for her haggard face, one would think she'd just gotten out of the bed.

"A few questions: Many of you have been here for a while, haven't you? And many of you possesses extraordinary abilities and talents.

How is it, then, that none of you have made any progress in finding a way out of Genessia?

Perhaps I'm missing something, but I don't miss much. Near as I can tell, we're no closer to escaping this awful place than when we've started. Don't tell me any of you actually like it here?

Please, give me some good news. Tell me you've found something out, rather than twiddle your thumbs."