"I don't want to talk about what we're looking for because who knows what you'll do if you find it. I didn't go through all this effort to leave my band or myself unpaid," Alette replied rather quickly, narrowing her crimson eyes. It appeared she didn't like something about what Nero had said, at the very least. "And don't go claiming I wasn't prepared for anything. Just because you showed up doesn't mean anything."

Her spear was once again rested across her shoulders.

"And I don't give a damn about politics, if that even mattered to this job," she continued, "I'll give you this: The job we're doing doesn't have a fucking thing to do with politics. You're following the wrong trail, and it's kind of hilarious. At least, if you think it's political. Anyway, these bastards-"

Alette used her spear to point towards the fresh dead both inside and outside the fort. "Came here to receive something. I'm not telling you anything else."