Elis just got brushed off in a casual, off-handed manner, and it really upset Elis, who had even lost her screwdriver as the woman totally teleported her out without consent or permission. She was clearly annoyed by the way she had just been thrown to the wayside as if she was just another head of cattle to be used to feed their goals. Elis did not enjoy people that were just here because they would 'give the aliens a headache'. 

"You know, you are quite a callous bitch, you know, hot-stuff? Maybe your goal is to just rescue people for the sake of having more people to throw at the aliens in an attempt to actually do something, but don't tell them that. Just lie, tell us you are here because the aliens are evil, because holding captives is an injustice, because any bullshit you can pull out of your ass other than what you actually said. Because motivation is the most important aspect of any break out and you have really killed mine" She looked over her machine, which still did not look anything remotely worthwhile, and sighed, slowly following the people as they broke out. One suave guy threw a knife at an alien and other stuff happened, but Elis was more interested in her bundle of scrap. It was going to work, she just had to make it look better for those who judged it solely on how it looked.