Angela somehow felt more content knowing that fareeha was on board with the idea of feigning death to get away with defecting to Talon. It'd be a tough bargain; her soldiers and even the Swiss ones would be dragged into something that could potentially be treasonous. To be frank, Angela wasn't certain that Kalte would go along with this plan. He was a great soldier who understood dire circumstances, but to trust him with a secret like this? It was risky. All of this was.

The woman nodded her head. "I can go find them. I may be wounded and weak but I'm not going to let that stop me from doing everything that I can to help people, even if that means temporarily defecting." She spoke quietly so no one would hear. "I'll go find your officers, and I'll get Kalte as well... Perhaps that messenger who went to talk with Kalte can help me find them faster. I'll try to find him first."

She stood up once again. "And Fareeha? I won't let anything happen to you. They find out you've deserted, and I will exercise every bit of authority I have as one of few Overwatch agents to still call myself a member of it, to keep them from harming you."

With confidence and determination driving her exhausted body forward, Angela once again exited the tent. With her objective clear, she searched first for the few that would be in the base of operations. Among the moderately injured sitting outside of the medical tent who didn't ant to waste space was one of Fareeha's officers. She looked over his wounds; nothing too serious, but it was enough to take him out of the fight. It was similar to Fareeha's case. Painful, but he'd be fine with adequate rest.

She asked him kindly to go sit with Fareeha and wait until the others arrived for her to talk to them. Once they'd done that, she moved towards the backlines of the fighting, where people were actively being assessed for injuries, or doing communications to the frontlines. Angela spotted the messenger, Karson, from before.

She approached him. "Karson, I need a huge favor. If the line is able to be held stable by the soldiers alone, I need the officers in the jumpers to come speak with Fareeha, as well as Captain Kalte. But radios must not be used to contact them."

Karson looked up from the radio he was operating, confused. "Are you certain, ma'am? The line s stable, but without the officers, the less-experienced Sergeants will have to give any orders that are needed. And to go get them physically..."

"I know what I asked, private." Angela reaffirmed. "And I know it's a heavy burden on the enlisted soldier's shoulders, but it is extremely important that Fareeha speak with them in person, and without anyone monitoring the radios hearing that they are being pulled back. The omnics could easily be listening, and this is very, very important. You must understand."

The Swiss soldier was silent for a moment before nodding his head. However confused he was, it was his duty to listen to orders given to him. "I'll see if I can tear them away from the frontlines. They won't be happy to be pulled aside, but they should know chain of command... I may have questions but I'm of no rank to ask them."

Angela nodded her head. "Thank you, Karson. I'm grateful for your help. Send them to the medical tent. And if they ask for time, tell them there is none to waste."

Karson shook his head in a yes, then stood up. He motioned to a few others who weren't doing anything of utmost importance, and enlisted them to help gather the officers in question. Angela watched as they hurried off to the frontlines, taking a deep breath then turning and heading back to the base. The Talon operatives were still standing by, waiting. When the one that had spoken to Angela previously looked over, she raised a finger as if to tell him to wait. He nodded his head, then went back to guarding his truck of supplies.

Angela reentered the medical tent, making her way back down the aisle and once again returning to Fareeha's side. She sat down, feeling more exhausted now than she'd been before. All she wanted to do was sleep.

"Karson and a few others are gathering the officers without using any radios. Just to make certain no one suspects anything. I hope it doesn't take long... but your officers and Kalte should know to follow orders, especially coming from someone like you." The Swiss woman rested her elbows on her knees, and her head in her hands, shutting her eyes. At least for this brief moment while they were waiting, she could close her eyes and relax as much as she could, even if it was only for a moment.