"So, now dat the amateurs have run around and played snoop et sneak, it's time for de pros to take a lick at it?" Remy leaned back a little when the screens came up and looked at the offered information, scanning the maps for the best path into the compounds, any nasty surveillance towers to worry about.
Once she was done laying down the details and their personal objectives, she turned around and he did his best guilty-but-not-really expression for being caught looking, ah, elsewhere on her. He ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. "We just gotta keep them off of you while you find de data, understood. I'm hoping they don't keep too many battalions near their servers but it push comes to shove...." He elbowed Cain in the chest, their own personal tank. "We'll hope to sneak in and out, but it's nice to have a plan B. We driving, flying, ...bamfing?"