See, remarkably, Rodney *got* it. He understood immediately, but he was in no position to announce the making of the homing beacons. Nope, that was Jackson's job, and if he wanted to announce it, sure. He was quite happy in the role of support, as long as he was recognized for it. Not hard. A pat on the back, a 'Thanks, Rodney', and he would be good.

When attention swings back around to him, he straightens in his chair and looks around the room briefly before bringing his attention back to the anthropologist. "In the buffer? Um... I don't know. We've never tried it, really. I have no idea how long it would take before the lifesigns began to degrade. It's not meant to be a long term storage, per se. Buffers are designed to be fluid, to be rewritten, not to hold information for periods of time. It'd be like-like... sending something to memory, then holding it there for days. The system will begin failing after a time."

McKay held up a finger to forestall any interruptions before he continued. "Now, we can put them into longer term storage, in... for lack of a better description for those assembled, a hard drive."

Easy enough to orchestrate the 'mishap'... and the seeds are sown.