She had ran wildly through the ships passages. Zipping around corners, bouncing off waist until she staggered through the doorway breathing heavily. "Sorry for the interruption." She exclaimed hurriedly, drawing more than just a curious look from her Captain. "Blue?" His voice wasn't harsh with disapproval, but in a stern questioning tone. "This is something, Sir." She stammered as she rushed up to him. Her eyes bore into his as she continued to gasp for air. "A signal." "A signal?" He was curious now. "Coded, but in the clear. It is my belief that it's meant for you." "Ooookay." Navarre was puzzled and confused. "If you will excuse me for a minute." He stated to those present. "Hall." He glanced down at her and motioned towards the door with a tilt of his head.