[ She's not sure she wants to be alone in an unknown place if somehow the worst happened. The more calculated answer is that these things were often best done in teams. What she settles for more easily, given what he already knew of her - ] Most people I know would just uhm, shoot them. [ shakes her head briefly. ] But I don't think getting cut off too far from each other is a good idea either for me to go alone, and I don't really have the experience. I wouldn't want to leave you dealing with two guards either.

[ Gets stuck looking over it again. She could make a distraction, but it wouldn't be anything subtle, and she didn't want the crew returning and hauling out suddenly because they were worried about their cargo was getting stolen. Her thumb tap, tap, taps against the edge of the data pad, the cameras scanning the area over again for her. Trying to think of something --

-- Which is about when she spots Nate on the cameras. Who knows what he is doing here, looking to trade like everyone else too, perhaps, but either way, he's here and they need assistance. ] Hang on, maybe he can help. [ Ducking her head around the corner of the crate to catch sight of him. Well, they can't think of anything, as is. Maybe he can? Takes her a second, and she's trying to get better at this, can't manage to string out anything, not when she's balancing it against the chatter of technology, says it with the impression of her location, and a presence to keep still. ] ( Nathaniel. )

[ Hopefully he looks for that, a hand lifting to beckon him over to where she and Steve are not suspiciously huddled. They clearly aren't planning anything at all. ]