"...Genevieve, I'm sure your people have been more up-to-date on the radios than I have, which is saying something.  Still, I can tell you something, even if I don't have the capacity to tell you more.  Even if I wouldn't and probably couldn't if I did.  Listen to 99.9's broadcast when it comes on tomorrow."

(Paladins, when not forbidden by their oaths, are the worst sorts of gossips, because they can't lie about it.  Or so Inquisitor Quirin always tells her, when she's kvetching about whatever the latest batch of soldiers rotating into the Worldwound's outer lines got up to this time.  She doesn't know much about the radios that have been making their way through her command - she hasn't had time to - let alone the technical specialists that did...something with a lightning-rod?  But she does know that the new rotation has been gossipping about the creator of the radio coming on the radio, soon, with inferences made and wild mass guesses.  She's told them she's not cleared to know, and neither are they, so they'd best be careful with their words - but she still knows more than she ought.)

(On the other hand, if anyone ought to know besides Lastwall, it is these people, who have been working tirelessly to build the things that could build civilization simply because it had been done and needed doing once again.)

(Watch-Commander Pallas walks many fine lines, to try and do the right thing.  And if this costs her?  It was still right.  She'll bear it.)