[ having another set of technical eyes on her work means b'elanna can at least shift her focus for now. ]

Somewhere deep. Did you find a device on you when you woke up? Not Starfleet-made. Some kind of low-power primitive access point to a local net. It seems to have a moderate amount of communications on it.

[ she probably would've found more use in hers had she not smashed it to bits after seeing the sort of things that were on it. ]