He bowed shallowly to the council before he left, his mind gearing toward what it would take to train the new people. Weapons, obviously. The Striders had caches of gear stored everywhere, hidden away from even the most curious eyes, and they would have to unearth them all to counter the Vanguard. "They won't be too impressed when they realize how easy it is to kill," he said grimly, but her words did help make him feel better about the situation. He got his gear on, too, slowed a bit by his hand, but he still wasn't too far behind her as he tightened his belt around his waist and shouldered his pack.<br/><br/>"As to that--I'm thinking we'll go after the Huntsmen once we reach Central again. We'll rest and recoup and I can explain the arrangement with the others first. The Runners will send people to tell them about us, right? About Central and that you're all working with Striders now? Or do the individual cells operate more freely? Either way, word should be spreading by now. I just hope Natya and Sunny did their parts." He sighed as they left and headed for the gates, once again taking her hand. "I wish Letto could speak. Sign language is useful in stealth but it's hard to teach and sometimes harder to understand. I'll have to take him with us when we go to take care of the Huntsmen though, nobody is better at spotting traps than he is."