Well, he wasn't totally useless. Alexa couldn't decide if that was a relief or an annoyance. At least a few dots were connecting; someone had been cleaning up any messes that Aria's people left behind throughout the Terminus. It had never been troublesome enough for Aria to do anything about it, but now that the problem was right in front of her. "I should tell you that as soon as this mission is done, I'm going to be obligated to kill you. You know how it is. But Aria made very clear to me that my primary objective right now is this mission, so your death gets to be postponed. So look forward to that," Alexa smiled darkly at Ghost.

Alexa refocused. "Well, now that we're all introduced, what's our first step? As much as I hate to say it, you two are probably better at this recon thing than I am. I wasn't trained for the long game like this." Alexa crossed her arms. She took stock of what they had in front of them. A lot of money, three mercs - well, two mercs and this guy who really wanted to be a merc - and absolutely zero intel. Not a good combination of resources. "Right about now, the only thing I'd be useful for is killing something or finding out if anyone on Omega knows anything about these 'Puppetmasters,'" Alexa had to scoff at that. The Puppetmasters. How utterly pretentious could you get?