Jessa almost rolled her eyes, but she resisted. Of course
Chris would be okay with the plans - any plan, to be honest - or no plan at all, preferably. She shook her head ever so slightly at him, but he already knew this game of 'back and forth' between them. He wouldn't take her seriously, just like she wouldn't take him seriously. They were like siblings in that way. Chris then couldn't seem to help it and added how much
'she wanted him in the team'. Jessa gave him a small smirk. "I want
good people on the team." However, she didn't add anything more. Chris
was good. Despite his lack of planning and his ass always being in trouble somehow, he was good.
Jessa needs a check-up. That sentence made Jessa give Chris another kick underneath the chair. She almost missed him completely though and only brushed his leg with the tip of her sneakers instead of kicking it like she had intended. The headache was harming her more than she had thought. She wasn't sure if he was worried for her sake or the mission's sake. She preferred the latter. Maybe he was right and she should ask the doctor for some pain medication against this headache. She had no hope that they would work, they haven't done the trick before and she didn't see any reason why they would do the trick now. Nevertheless she considered it.
The moment a young woman entered the room, Jessa's attention was drawn to her, simply because she was so late. Being late in a meeting that included both the big bosses was a bad idea. And just like that, Rolands decided to explain everything they had just discussed
again. Surely that was a good idea for the sake of the woman and probably for the sake of the crew too - hearing it twice wouldn't harm them. But she knew that if she would have been the cause of Rolands explaining something again to the whole crew, she wouldn't feel too comfortable about it.
The woman was new on the Condor, she was certain about that, she hadn't seen her before. Jessa immediately wondered what her position was. The captain then introduced her as 'Joy', and Jessa hoped that this was her name and not the captain's personal opinion about her. Rolands said something to the new doctor about some papers that he dropped onto the table and the new crew member flipped them over. If Jessa would had to guess, she would say she was embarrassed for whatever was laying within them. She didn't care. They hired the woman for a reason, so she must be good in whatever she was supposed to do on the Conder. Jessa trusted in that.
The captain continued with his presentation of the strategy, he announced that Jessa would be on the team storming the vessel alongside Chris - she was actually relieved about him accompanying them - Lawrence, who she didn't know much about really, and the new woman, who's name seemed to be Joy. Jessa hoped that Joy would work well in their team, only a good functioning team was a good one. The best individuals wouldn't make a good team if they didn't work well together. He sent the doctor, Wolfe, with them as well. She wondered if that was within his plans before or if that was a sudden idea he had. Jessa knew it was of great help to have a doctor along them, especially if the to-be-rescued people were injured, but it also meant one more person to take care of. Hopefully she could shoot.
The captain continued to explain their ways in and out, but Jessa already had trouble trusting his plans. If the Tichua figured out how they got inside before they got out again, they'd lock up and guard the chute they used. And the captain had simply ignored her concerns about any kind of alarm or security cameras showing them walking around or showing the hostages missing and didn't even take notice of her request to maybe know why the hostages were hostages in the first place and who they were. In fact, he hasn't even mentioned
how many it were. Just indicated that it was more than one person. She would trust the captain though. He knew what he did, right? He didn't make the position of captain by leading his people into death-traps. So he must know more than her, she convinced herself. But he also did use the term 'away team', which in her mind sounded... not so professional for a mission that consisted of saving some very important people.
"Sir?", Jessa spoke when the captain asked to wrap things up, "When will the mission go down?" She expected an answer that ranged from 'in 30 minutes - get ready!' to 'three hours and we have to be on our top game!'. "And who leads the execution team?" Without a clear team leader the chances of the team members fighting over the best way to approach a certain situation were too high, they needed someone who called the shots in case such situation would arise. Better prepared than sorry.