"In other words our mobilization problems are all the worse now..." Sigh. Her chin finds its way into her hands. "The conviction--" Convict-shun, a word she clearly looked up in a digital dictionary. "Completed, the court would like to recess. It's an understandable desire, just not a productive one." She looks at him for guidance again before remembering there's only so much he can give. "I think some groups that run missions are finally starting to form and could naturally expand along with the inevitable osmosis of interested lunar parties... unfortunately the desire to go on missions may be curtailed somewhat by the increasingly public erasure problem."