Lee was pleased to show her to the chair next to his at the table where his wizarding wireless set and microphone sat. She was hardly on the seat before he already had a channel open. Improvements to his equipment meant broadcasting to those souls brave enough to pick up the Resistance reports had become more frequent and reliable. No doubt Albert Runcorn was working himself into a frenzy trying to figure out how to block their signals. As much as she might have grown to like Albie over the years, she wished him nothing but failure in that endeavor.