As Kreia walks into the room, she barely registers any signs of understanding at all. Rubbing her eyes and yawning, she is forced to squint in order to see. After a few moments, however, her vision clears, and she can make out the red, raging flames and black smoke scorching the lands. She doesn't quite know how to react at first. 

"Well," she begins a little uneasily, though most of her unease originated in how to put her words in the correct order rather than simply say "alright, fools! Let's do this!". "I guess we're still going in, right? You know, to investigate..." Truth be told she would much prefer fighting against a Sith, though she didn't let this sorry excuse of protection fail and kept herself maintained.