Ignoring most of what the AI said, Tasha located a light switch on the wall, and flicked it into the on position. Nothing. She sighed, resigned to using the low light amp in her visor. "Oh yes, the boys back home. Bet they can't get enough of us being sent out here in these tight suits. Its like the just want to ogle us while risking our rears for profit at times." She says, somewhat bitterly. Gripping her gun again, she moved forwards into the building, keeping a low profile and moving slowly enough that Amanda could keep track of her easily.<br/><br/>"How do we know what a nest looks like? Any warning we get there aside from being swarmed?" She asked, leaning into a door war, scanning the room, then moving on. "I'm usually back ground duty, keeping running from getting away and bring back friends. Can't say I care for the front-line sort of thing." She said, mostly to herself. Being in a cramped place where every corner was a excellent hiding spot had put her on edge. The  red on the signals weren't helping either. Neither was the fact she couldn't tell if it was only moving because she was.