Angela was in awe at the trust that Fareeha's officers had in her. It was sincere, indomitable, and absolutely needed for this plan to work. The only wild card in this crazy plan was Kalte. He was a good man, no doubt, and he could see the bigger picture without hesitation, but this was a matter of treason and faking the deaths of not one but two people who were absolutely needed on the Egyptian front. She trained her eyes on the middle-aged captain, looking over his posture and expression. No doubt he was tense, but that was likely from combat. He was covered in dirt and grime from fighting, and had a cut over his brow that had been caked with dirt. That was one way to clot a wound.

Angela looked into the Swiss man's eyes, speaking with a calm she knew she needed to maintain. "Kalte, I know this seems insane. You've every reason to dislike this plan. But I know in my heart this is the right thing to do. I've been faced with many hardships and many difficult decisions in my life, and there's no doubt that someone of your leadership and your service has gone through the same. But I've pushed through everything because I've known the bigger picture. I see what potential lay ahead, even if it comes with infinite risks and possibly no benefit to myself... I want the best for everyone, and if Talon can give the assistance that Egypt desperately needs, it is worth the "lives" of two people."

Kalte was silent for a moment longer before rendering a sharp salute to Fareeha and Angela both. "I put my full trust in you when my boots hit the ground here in Egypt, Captain Amari. And Angela... Who would dismiss the decisions of a doctor of your caliber? I know I can trust someone who has been selfless her whole life. It seems very... strange to me that this is the plan we must follow for assistance to come our way, but if it is what we have to do, I will be certain to go through with it. I will consider it another mission. I've never failed one in my life, after all." A smile formed on Kalte's lips, an expression not easily earned out of the stoic man, and Angela sighed in relief.

"Thank you so much, Kalte. And thank you as well, officers." She looked to Fareeha's own men. "Your faith in us is astounding and we are extremely grateful."