For a few seconds, Komov thought, his teeth clenched, then said,
“Agreed. On to the next correction.”
“Wait a minute,” Vanderhuse said. “What about you, Maika?”
Maika shrugged.
“Honestly, I don’t see a difference. Overall, I agree.”
“Next correction,” Komov said impatiently. “We don’t need to ask the base what to do with the remains. This has nothing to do with the investigation. We’ll have to send a separate message saying that the pilots’ remains have been placed in containers, cast into protective plastic, and will be delivered to the base shortly.”
“However–” Vanderhuse started with a brain-scattered look about him.
“I’ll do it tomorrow,” Komov interrupted. “Myself.”
“Perhaps we should bury them here?” Maika said quietly.
“I have no objection,” Komov said immediately.
