"...if anyone is receiving this on the public bandwidth, we are still at the landing site. The relay is holding, but the atmosphere is interfering with the standard encrypted channels. We've switched to the old satellite protocols. Please... just tell my family we’re here."
"I know the signal is unencrypted," she whispered. "I know someone might be watching on a laptop or a phone, thinking this is just another weird internet feed. If you are... don't look away. As long as you're watching, the stream stays active. As soon as the viewer count hits zero, the buffer clears, and we lose the link to Earth."
He managed to patch the audio. Her voice was a soft hum of static and desperation.