Right.

[ yet again it's her trust in her captain's ability to throw down that tempers b'elanna's reaction. she sighs deeply, blowing the air out in a rush. ]

I think it's all a smokescreen, now that you mention it. I haven't been able to identify the frequency that's blocking communication, but I have a subprogram running to scan each potential band.

[ which could take years and is the sort of gamble someone takes when they've done everything else they could think of. a space hail-mary if you will. and unfortunately, it seems even that won't be a viable solution: ]

I get positive results from every single one.