(it doesn't bother abby. after five minutes of waiting patiently she packs up on it and goes about her day, assuming her message will be answered in due course. and, sure enough–)

... Okay. (so she can cross that budding idea... out. fair enough. she rubs her nose, thinking, before she asks again:) And the anchors all have the same level of power? You haven't found any instances of– some people having weaker anchors, than others?