Right... [he's envisioning something much more elaborate, like forged letters and friends passing the information second-hand. the idea that folks here are used to these kinds of shenanigans isn't really that believable to him.

anyway, he straightens back up and relinquishes his arm so he can tap around on his communicator.]

I'll just send them to you through this...And if they need to get a hold of you directly to fix what's wrong with you, that'll be easier for you...