Zouichi wiped some of the jam from his hair (which was not going too well because there was also jam on his hand). "Sorry if we worried you all. Not much we could do about it, though -- not with the government scrambling all communications."

He shrugged a little. "I didn't bring any scanning probes with me to the planet. If you had, say, a working wireless connection and something to parse the information, I could hook you up to my data feed. As it is..."

He scooped up a glop of the red substance, examining it, then tossing it back into the mass. "Definitely fruit preserves."