[ Cisco heard nothing of the original call. The second time Odo attempts it, there is at least some success, but his voice is more static than anything else, and much too soft to make out much apart from his own name. So Cisco ducks back in through the door, scratching his head, a faint frown furrowing his forehead. ]

I got you a little bit there, but it was wicked quiet and static-y, I think we gotta focus on making sure you're fine-tuning the frequency close enough.

[ And he comes over to sit near Odo, showing no signs of impatience or being discouraged, opening up one of those broken radios and pointing to an internal component. ]

See that component right there? You gotta make sure you replicate that as close as possible, or you're not gonna get nearly the kind of precision you need to transmit over the correct channel.