Hap shakes his head, straightening in his chair.

"They don't have it. Their contacts —" he gestures to her, "your brother, to you — won't give it to them." Scott threw that in his face not long after Prairie abandoned them. When he did, the dejection that sank further into the others eradicated Hap's reflexive suspicion. "But the connection you have to the other side is different. Personal. You could convince him."

As for performing the movements together, that's Hap's responsibility. And they will do it. They'll have no other choice.