If I may have your attention, please? I’m Barbara Gordon, daughter of police commissioner James Gordon, and my stepmother is lieutenant Sarah Essen Gordon. I realize every one of you also has a parent, child or spouse, and I can’t stop you from trying to make your way through the chaos to your loved ones’ sides. I will point out, however, that leaving here would constitute dereliction of duty — and, as my father would put it, a sheer waste of manpower. The most sensible, if not emotional, course of action demands the coordination of our efforts right here, starting right now ensuring the highest overall survival rate, given our admittedly limited powers and resources. If we help whomever we can from here, then the welfare of our loved ones will be entrusted to fate and the efforts of strangers. But my final point is this, it was fate that created this situation, and we’re all in it together. The moment the earthquake struck is the moment we all ceased being strangers.