Once the can of worms was opened, it had to spread. At the top you can see a place I wisely walked away from. "Don't go in there. you may never get out." So send in the Bantam. It will happily buzz away for hours, storing time like a national oil reserve. Remember that? Later, people may never actually peer into them, but will sense them. These things of mine will have to fend for themselves someday.