She… she was not expecting this. Her expression turned more and more shocked as Laura ran through every tiny detail of the mission. Every repeat, every tiny change that those three had to make. It was surreal, and at first sounded a little like a movie she’d go see on a friday night or something. But the more Laura spoke, the more it sunk in as truth. How many times had this happened? Why was this team… why was /she/ so relevant to this task that seemed to hold such weight in the grand scheme of things? And the fact that every precaution was in place to keep them safe… did that mean, in another attempt, someone died? Maybe… maybe she had died. The thought didn’t help to reassure her that this would be fine. 

 Although she really, really didn’t want to go, the spheal that she had just heard left her with no other option on the matter. She understood (well, sort of understood) the severity of the situation, and that she was needed specifically (well, this part she only kind of understood, but she accepted it regardless). The group was dismissed to gather supplies; since she didn’t really have anything to work with or use, she ended up watching everyone else head out to gather what they needed. She didn’t know what she might need… but, maybe the time travelers did. They did say they were prepared, after all. They should know she had no idea what she was doing. 

  Once the rest of the teens selected for the mission filtered out of the room, Bonny took the chance to approach Cable. She did kind of want to ask about the future, but judging from how pressed they seemed for time, she figured that was a bad idea. “Um.. I'm gonna be honest, I have no idea what I’ll need for this mission. Kinda very new here. Is there any supplies or equipment that I need to grab, or am I goin’ in just as is?”