Mutan rolls her eyes, and sighs exasperatedly, "You're sending me mixed signals here. The hunt is either on, or it isn't."
She shakes her head and stands up, sliding her chair out with one foot behind her, "Right, well. I'm going to excuse myself, I've some things to attend to. In the mean time, now's a good chance for you to get to know the crew."
Mutan turns to face her crew and gives a really serious expression, almost as if to reinforce the idea that they were her crew - and regardless of how her father blustered, or how many commands her sister tries to force upon them, that they should not betray her confidence.
But this is very brief, and is followed with, "You guys can pretty much do whatever. You can hang out here with Mom and Pop if you want. If not, there are several facilities on the compound to tide you over until we head back out. Your rooms will be the two empty ones opposite mine. Morty, your room is across the hall as it has always been, but I'm sure you already knew that." she pauses momentarily to gesture to an older bald gentleman standing behind them, "That's Jerret, he'll be assigned to you to take care of you. If you need anything, he's the cat to call. And if you have any questions while I'm gone, he's the one to talk to."
She turns, pushes the chair in, and begins to head off in a direction further in the house - towards the doorway where Tenna and Jerret stand stoic and patiently.
As she passes Jarret and Tenna - she gives Jarret a knowing nod, followed by a quiet "Look after them for me." - and pulls Tenna with her down the hallway, out of earshot of the guests and such. Instructing her to grab an outfit and have it ready for her when she's through with her shower.