"Actually, I think we should send in Winterborn. We need a man on the inside who can seduce his way into the inner circle of whomever's behind those more militant defenders. Someone who can find their armory and lock it down while Red disables their communication so they're disorganized when the rest of the team runs through the tower confiscating weapons, neutralizing hostilities, and securing the tower. Once that's all completed, I'm sure big brother," he paused here to tap his AR driver. "Will be sending folks along shortly to simultaneously relocate the current tenants -as most folks I know like knowing they aren't being turned out into the cold by some heartless bureaucrat, but instead, are being swept into a more comfortable place by a concerned political figure who has a vested interest in the health of his flock- as well as restoring the captured tower into a working power plant. Perhaps even offering some healthcare to those refugees who so graciously surrendered their homes so the guy with the eviction notice could move in his cronies. Don't get me wrong, I'm not seditious or getting cold feet, but these people have every reason to shoot us dead on sight, and no reason to acquiesce to any of the demands of our mission, and so, I say we send our most venomous serpent into their midst to get them a little more willing to vacate their tower. I'd say we could put it to a vote, but putting it to logic seems the better option. Also, we can discuss it in transit." Edard turned to Claire. "Ashia, you're our wheel-woman. Got anything that can fit all of us, or are we going to need to 'procure' something?"