Getting out and clearing off the blood was her first priority. This wasn’t Garuda, making up a dance of blades and blood, and she didn’t want to be too suspicious in this world. Not that a six foot suit of black and gold armor lent itself to stealth. If only she’d brought Ash. Or Loki.

That wasn’t important though, not as important anyway, when she heard that message. Muscles tensed, and she wanted to reply with something snarky but it would be a lie to say she wasn’t curious. How often could she claim to some kind of semi-peaceful talk with any of the grineer that wasn’t Steel Meridian? Or Clem?

At first, the sight of a Manic made her reach for Lex but stopped when it... ran off? Of course she went after it, the message was still fresh in her mind and a Manic meant Regor.

She kept her guard up though. Especially when she found where she was being led to.