Jet blinked curiously at Faustite. He opened his mouth, closed it, and then squinted at Faustite for a moment longer as he processed their conversation to recall if he missed anything.

Faustite asked if he could proceed, and after the request for a please was fulfilled, moving forward with obtaining lists and maps and plans, with the offer of additional support… Well, Jet didn’t think Faustite needed everything spelled out for him but.

The look he gave Faustite bordered on sympathetic. He seemed to be under a lot of stress, but if Faustite wanted support from someone less meticulous for the safety of their agents, then he probably shouldn’t have asked Jet.

“Yes, you can proceed, Faustite.”

Jet doubted it would take too much convincing to get others to want to help, since many agents tended to want to jump into things if they had a chance. Just like their last mission to the Rift, it didn’t take much to get the number they had.


Strickenized
Fin