Talia sighed slowly, faintly hopeful that the wholesale slaughter of her people would be lessened. This was the only way to complete her charge, wasn't it. She looked to Bane and Circe as they sketched out the plan and their reliance on her people or movement. She looked to Slade instead. "Damien... He must be protected and kept out of this, at all times. Even when the most dire."