"That's why you're the right person for the job, Mr. Kylah," Graham says quietly, looking over her shoulder.
At the same time he's thinking: one, what would he have done if he were assigned to the CAG? Established a series of code word with my Security liaison in advance, he thinks, suppressing a growl of frustration.
And he's turning over what Kylah said in his mind: I'm actually having a hard time squaring this with Rangin's...style...melted communicator? Too...gauche, crude, not oh-so-clever enough... What would his angle be that would make it clever enough?
He tries to put that aside to focus on the task at hand - SI2, as well as not screwing up the fact that Kylah was willing to stop trying to go it alone...