[color=#FF2E00]“Avelyn Vernal. Gravity manipulation, mindfuckery plus some extras.”[/color] She swam out of the shoulder strap of the bag holding the fruits of her unexpected shopping trip - two sets of field gear and enough spare armor plates to last a few days of uninterrupted frontline duty - and bent down to fix a shoelace that’s come undone, leaving the bag floating in mid-air like it was completely normal before straightening up and slinging it over her shoulder again, [color=#FF2E00]“So let me know if you’ve got something heavy in the cargo bay that needs moving or something.”[/color] She let her mental guards down during this flourish, looking for the captain’s thoughts to parrot them back at her, [color=#FF2E00]“You’re correct in assuming he’s the most competent of us.”[/color] she continued, addressing Natasha’s thoughts directly while pointing at Tarak before turning to Finbarr, [color=#FF2E00]“She’d also like to know more about Titan.”[/color]

And with that, she’d wait to see if that would get some reaction from the new boss before leaning agaisnt a nearby wall and closing her mind to foreign thoughts again, eyeing Abaddon suspiciously, not quite sure what to make of him given his moniker. Kaisoken, Tayanen and other species without a central nervous system were significantly harder to get a read on, and although she was against probing the minds of friends and allies, the sudden lack of the option should it be needed made her cautious regardless.