Crow looked down at Emrys with a raised brow, at least what would be a brow on her exoskeletal face.

"What? That defunct old spire? Ain't nothing in there but ruins and scorn." She said "And besides, I've got a very important little data piece with a high price tag on it that I need to deliver."

Pidge fluttered nervously by her, nudging close to her audio receptors "But Crow, they're right about that thing... we can't deal with it alone if it comes back, plus all of the Scorn that are running wild around here..."

Crow looked over at him, annoyed with the fact that he was probably right.

"But you [i]know[/i] how grouchy Cratix is when I take too long, and he seemed very concerned about this intel." She murmured back