"You and me both. Especially like that." Isabel sighed, reminding herself that they'd dealt with it and that things would be okay. "That's an option. "Although personally I'm thinking radio transmitter. Given the distances a message would have to travel, I'm thinking it would just make it to the 51st century in time. Personally I'm leaning towards 'We're keeping him you bastards.' Cause seriously? Stashing him in my closet sounds like a really good idea."