The ship takes off.Felix: [non-verbally] Hey, Lizard, I'm checking in. [Another non-verbal voice]: Hey, kid.[POV shift; the inside of another control room, not the same as the first one, featuring a large chair in the middle with a lot of creepy tubes and pipes attached. A ginger man with sideburns is leaning against the side of it, while a tech fastens something to his shoulders]Lizard- What’s the ETA they’ve given you?[Back in the ship, Felix turns to Paige]Felix- How long until we reach the warehouse?Paige- Ten minutes.Felix- [crackly bubbles] Paige says ten minutes.Lizard- All right. We’re just about ready to go here. Here’s hoping we find that anomaly, yeah?