"Not off the top of my head." He pitches the next log to her, then straightens, hands resting loosely at his sides as he considers.

He'd been under when Sharon and Steve had come back from the op, and couldn't have been at any debriefings, so it's obvious that's not what she's asking. He frowns again, thinking hard, trying to cast back in his own memory the way Elder Dikeli had suggested, like throwing a net into deep water and letting it sink.