Save it for someone listening, Rip.

[ Yeah, she knows she's on a phone and physically required to be engaged in the act of listening to hear him, but the point stands. Hard. Almost sharply angry at the ground it razes just by his daring to go there. She can't convince her voice to stay entirely flat and professional, but then she's not sure she can keep any of this that way.

Not after what he did. Not his team. And not to hers.
Not after asking her to trust him, and saying he wouldn't apologize.




Sara's gaze turned high, narrowing, face pinched, even as she blinked the buildings in front of her vision back into existence.
Getting an idea, that wasn't so much a distraction as it was as cold and obvious a shut down as her words. ]

We should pick a small group of the people who've already checked in to start sweeping the buildings for suitable shelter, and food, and technology for now. Start getting everyone working together whether this is short term, or not. Get some of the others, who can handle themselves, to sweep the distortions of threats.