Considering the circumstances when they first met Angel, Elsa didn’t trust the little girl’s words. She promptly pulled out her smartphone then tried to find any validation over the mission. A.M.R.O being its usual shitty organization gave her no absolute answers and told her to merely to check with the Chrono left in charge. She sighed then flipped the phone off, shoving it back into her pants pocket. Samad had shifted up and  glanced at her, questioning if the mission was legit. She simply nodded. No words, physically or mentally, were needed for her to understand. As far as they knew, the mission goal was accurate. 

She could already feel his annoyance rise. It wasn’t a new type of mission for them, but they rarely required eight individuals to acquire a single human. Even if it was a highly guarded target. The more pressing matter was the overkill factor when two of those individuals were rumored to be extremely powerful. In their prior encounter, Angel proved himself capable and dangerous. It only made sense that his partner was on equal grounds with him creating a far more complicated situation than either Elsa and her partner cared for. 

The part that gnawed at her the most as the amount of power gathered in one mission, but she kept silent about it. Voicing the concern was pointless until she had additional evidence to support them. For now, she simply leaned back and politely observed the conversation between Zane and Rena. Of course, the twins joined in. When Nana immediately recognized her, Elsa quickly realized how much she hated the movie ‘Frozen’. Being compared to a Disney princess was far more annoying than most people realize when they rarely had to deal with the issue themselves. 

[i] Did she just compare you to Elsa from ‘Frozen’?[/i] She could hear the snicker in Samad’s head. 

[i] Don’t make me give you blue balls.[/i] Elsa retorted as he smirked, feeling successful in his tease despite the threat. 

Though the comparison irked her, she still waved at Nana and gave the twins a gentle smile. It was a small confirmation that she knew the pair and let her motherly nature shine through. Both Samad and her attention turned to Angel deciding to explain the mission parameters in the vaguest sense, but it didn’t take her long to conclude with her own answer. AMRO wanted to remind the world powers they were still a force to be aware of. She fought the urge to roll her eyes. 

[i]So pretty much a display of power like a peacock showing off he’s better than his competitors to a ‘hen’.  [/i]Elsa put in the lamest terms for Samad who had already figured that was the case. 

[i] Only the strong survive, Elsa. Cruel as you think it is, it’s the truth.[/i] 

She could only frown at the fact, saying nothing more. Her head continued to gaze on the little dramatic act the four put on. It made her think of a Saturday cartoon until small hints of seriousness peered through. Neither of the Wrecking Team reacted, their forms remained seated and still. The only change was their eyes shifting from Angel’s whispered words to Rin’s ice cold eyes. The little girl’s expression bothered Elsa most due to how unnatural it was for someone so young. It made her shiver on the inside, like a mouse trembling in the presence of an uninterested tiger. 

Samad’s hand reached out of sight to grasp hers underneath the table. His thumb rubbed the palm side to sooth her. It was a small gesture, but did the trick causing her to relax. By now, Angel’s nature relapsed to his usual one and the atmosphere began to lighten. 

“What Intel do we have access to or are we supposed to collect it? It’s easier to acquire a target when we understand their patterns of behavior and location at any time. This includes their defense measures.” Samad said in his crisp and to the point tone. Mission details were easier for him to take the lead in, but his comments were often brief. He didn't see why they bothered meeting when it was clear A.R.M.O intended on them just walking in and take their target, making a scene that screamed a warning to the world.