Raeven eyed the groups of hosts before her with determined eyes. For a brief second, she worried that she wouldn't see most of these hosts again, but she pushed the thought aside and focused on briefing them. First, she described what the non-hosts Mercs would be doing as a way to give them an understanding of what was happening behind the scenes. Then, she moved on to tell each group what their main focus and area was to be. Once that was through, she looked each host in the eyes and nodded. "I would just like to say that it has been a pleasure to work with your group. You certainly have been the most interesting ones in this burial hole for boring, macho soldiers," she teased lightly. A small smirk tugged at one corner of her mouth. "I'm expecting to see all of your dirty faces on the other side of that wall." Though the idea seemed unlikely, she had to give them hope. "Good luck, guys. Now, fall out."

Raeven stepped down from the little stage and took a deep breath, turning to look around for Ishigo. Instead, her eyes landed on Hector and a small smile played on her lips. "That damn Ishigo is never around during my good speeches," she said to him as she approached him.