For the briefest of seconds, Caits thought she might just get out of there without a fuss. Even if she had to go with them, she was sure she'd be able to slip away. And then they asked about her captain. She shifted slightly, shifting a gun just so, and looked over them. 

"I'm not a newbie. I've probably been around a lot longer then you boys. My captain? I don't have one, unless you count the boss himself. I'm an agent, not some pansy solider. I'm training to capture. I sure as hell have a Better chance at catching the rogue agent then you lot of sorry excuses for soldiers. You may know how to use a weapon, but that does not mean you have the right to be disrespecting, to someone just doing their job. You have a problem with me, you can take it up with the boss. Now I have a job to do, and I've wasted enough time"

She didn't give them time to speak, but rather she turned slightly, her training, which she should thank the boss for, had her ready for the unexpected. She doubted the soldiers were prepared for anything and everything. 

"Unless you'd care to tell the boss why I can't do my job?" She looked back, and raised and eyebrow. It was easy to project confidence, authority and just plain annoyance. A careful balance, that would hopefully deter them from asking anymore questions or from looking too closely. If they did...well she wasn't afraid to put them out of the way.