Ashari takes a moment and can almost feel the gears in their head click into place. Fuck Quill.
“Best case scenario, we deliver Remi and get moved on to the next job. Probably one that’s more dangerous, with less resources, and a smaller chance of success. Worst case scenario, we end up scapegoats for something and are sent to our deaths. Or worse. The more information you can get right now, the better. And anything that makes it look like we did our best and stuck to the job. We need to look for any recordings, any bugs, failsafes. A single wrong move could mean the end.”
They squeeze Sulen’s shoulder. “Sulen, darling, you saw the rebellion from a markedly different side than I did. Any suggestions?”
Ashari Speculates (aka I make a blind shot in the dark)
“Best case scenario, we deliver Remi and get moved on to the next job. Probably one that’s more dangerous, with less resources, and a smaller chance of success. Worst case scenario, we end up scapegoats for something and are sent to our deaths. Or worse. The more information you can get right now, the better. And anything that makes it look like we did our best and stuck to the job. We need to look for any recordings, any bugs, failsafes. A single wrong move could mean the end.”
They squeeze Sulen’s shoulder. “Sulen, darling, you saw the rebellion from a markedly different side than I did. Any suggestions?”