Mac's jaw tightened at the mention of slavers. The Tres 60 had come across a few slavers before coming to the Locks. Those perverts had been either avoided, or when they dared cross her path, annihilated. If Mac had her way all the time, every slaver group they encountered would be dead, but sadly, she had been faced with having to keep the peace to keep her men from losing their lives unnecessarily. But now that she was in a new position, she wasn't going to let this new threat even get a chance to thrive. Even if it meant going rouge to kill them all in their sleep herself, should this group disprove of attacking them.
Mac kept quiet while Saga answered, and felt a sigh of relief when Lot gave his approval. Saga had a tendency to turn people off with her bluntness and being the tree-hugger that Buck could be, Mac had been a bit nervous that others in that room would also be opposed to Saga's idea.
Moving forward to make her statement, Mac addressed everyone, "Agreed. I'll work with anyone willing to come up with a battle plan, stake out their hiding place, and organize a team to take them out and then a team to relieve the captives. We can take them out in one quick swoop if done right." She wanted to lead the fighting team, but she didn't want to overstep her bounds with Saga.