Jones smirked at first. “Sexual liberation...maybe Claire is-hold on!” 

The fact that this woman was talking about fighting Redwell finally registered with him. “Hold on, hold on, hold on!” He held out his palm in front of her, now concerned again. “You can’t be serious?! It’s not like you can just get some Marines to help you with this and it’s not like you have anyone else with you to help you. This is suicide!” The doctor was wondering if this lady had eaten too much expired food at the tavern or something.

Despite all of that, the last part of what this lady said made Jones a little curious. “Wait, what was that part about an adventure?”