The blonde spook stopped mid stride as the airship appeared right in front of her. She sighed, hands on her hips as the doors opened. “What’s the meaning of this-" She trailed off as Vreta stepped out. She'd received word that he was alive a couple of minutes before, in Freyr's flat, but the sight of this half blasted alien lizard still shook her. Half of his face had been blown away, and she could see exposed innards glinting in the street lights.

Five Nine Five quickly smoothed over her surprised expression into something more closely resembling concern. "Vreta...Look what they did to you. I’m glad you survived.” She tsked, taking in the extensive damage to the alien’s exterior. “At least you had military-grade augmentations to save you.” She looked squarely in Vreta’s eyes. 

“What is it you wanted to talk about? Would it be something to do with your curiously obscured conversation with one of our scientists?” At the same time as this, Five Nine Five was communicating non-verbally with her handler via implant. [b]“We might have a problem. I need another agent to cover my VIP, right now. Transfer operational authority to them straight away.”[/b] The periphery of her vision flashed briefly, signalling her message had been received. The agent smiled sweetly at the Rothians.