His words made her frown. She'd just come from a similar situation. People ordered to take them down, to arrest them. "There's a lot of that going around, it seems." Her tone sounded unenthusiastic and tired at the same time. "You'd fit in at Atlas." Which wasn't a compliment to say the least. She sipped her coffee, wishing she was back with her Team or at least that they were here. Even if it wasn't the right thing to wish for.
"It'd be nice if I was gone tomorrow, but I doubt I'll be that lucky. There's kind of a whole war to fight and I'm stuck here." And all she wanted was to be back there. Even if it meant dying. Not because she wanted to die, but at least if she did, she could die knowing she'd done the right thing.
She was beginning to think that Nyx had the right idea, but she didn't exactly have anything except her jewelry to sell and she didn't really want to sell it. So she'd have to deal with the concept of stealing and forgive herself for it later.