Questions raced through Riya’s mind as Julian continued to explain the curious situation. If the Pulse fal’Cie wanted to end the war, then why did they hear of Pulse inhabitants being given a focus to destroy Cocoon? As he began to call out to them by their names, Riya allowed her arm to relax and returned the arrow to her quiver. It wasn’t much surprise that he knew of the Cocoon soldiers, and while it did seem strange that he had enough knowledge of Pulse soldiers to build a team from them, surely the information he’d given Pulse in the past didn’t come without a price.

Regardless, the situation made little sense. But she’d also yet to get any useful information, and perhaps staying around would provide some deal of it. The Pulse soldiers outnumbered Cocoon here, and if all of them worked together, they should see it end in their favor; and regardless of how uneasy this mission made her, she had come too far to turn back without more information. “Very well.” She put her bow away and stepped towards Julian. “I will agree to meet with the fal’Cie, but I can promise no more than that.” She spoke coldly and strictly, her eyes turned to Julian only until she had finished speaking, and afterwards returned to the two Cocoon soldiers behind him. Regardless of how trusted this man was she had no knowledge of the other soldiers, and would need to watch them closely.