Finding North was something of a stroke of luck rather than judgment, but it was hard to miss the aqua blue armor bearing down on the purple armored Freelancer. Her helmet was in place, Lela and Dax were at her heels, and her stride was getting wider as she moved to intercept him.

Only once he's in earshot does Carolina waste no time in telling him: "York is here."

...You'd think she'd sound happier about that.