Letting someone else be the leader is kind of relieving. Aloy has had to be the leader--or at the least, be on her own--for so long. Some of the tension drains from her. The feeling of kinship and camaraderie swells as she looks at Lexa again. Lexa speaks sense and it's comforting that someone more familiar with things is filling her in. Instead of having to flail around deciphering ancient logs and listening to Sylens' cryptic nonsense, she has someone firm and strong and... almost familiar.

"Sounds like you have a grasp on things. Thank the Goddess someone does." She smiles at Lexa. Her relief is palpable.

"I'm just not sure how I feel about getting dropped into someone else's war like this."