The blonde was disappointed by her friends lack of enthusiasm for what she viewed as quite an important topic. Still, she'd wow them with something awesome, someday. The Varden had a cool name. Might be the name of their leader, or something. What if they needed to call each other's names in battle? Or, perhaps, those friendly robots needed to know their callsign? This was certainly up their on the priority list.

As the tower approached, she couldn't help but look up at the top with awe. It went on forever. Her neck craned up to see the top, her mouth fell open and her hoodie fell off. Rain got onto her face and, blinking, looked back down at the concrete and raised her hoodie again.

Her friend turned invisible. The hoodied-woman took a step back in surprise. "Woah, that's, really impressive." She said.

"Hello?" She asked the open night air. Hmm. Well, she would call her name, but, she didn't have one! It was already becoming an inconvenience.

Eventually, her wayward friend came back and reported on the situation.

"Uh, okay. It's a big tower...I think I could climb up some of it. Look in through the windows, or something. If that's what you guys needed. Or a secret entrance. Vent- or something." She was just thinking up ideas at this point, re-enforcing this with a shrug.

"Otherwise, we might just need to walk in the front door, but that would probably get them pissed at us." This was important, they needed to find that scout at the top of the tower. The back of her mind was confident in her ability to climb a decent way up the side of the concrete and glass skyscraper, but that might not be the best course of action, even if she were capable of doing so.