595 grimaced behind her visor; she’d need to be very careful about giving away too much on this expedition. The Rothians were doubtless building a profile on her, as she was with them - the less detail they had the better. 595 had already used up a lot of political capital at the Institute after that stunt in Boycott Park. If they learned she’d given up state secrets to the Rothians as well, she was as good as finished. A large part of her wanted to take this opportunity to concede and let one of the Sacred Band go instead. But her pride and urge to feed just about stopped her. 

“We may have different toys, but i can hold my own.” 595 replied to Rareth. She then looked at the Human scientists and Nirann. “See if you can get the mast working at the very least. We could really use intel from our teams in the real world. Keep an eye out and stay on comms, we’ll be back within an hour.” She turned back to Rareth. “Lead the way, I'll bring up the rear.”