Alexa felt like she wanted to roll her eyes at Mayeni's comment about the mission being on hold, but an instinct forbid her from doing so. Instead, she kept her face neutral and simply nodded. If the majority wanted to eat, shower and change then she supposed that would be what A.V. allowed them to do first. Alexa felt like she'd rather follow the schedule the unit had planned, there would be time for personal downtime later.<br/><br/>She thought about her own reaction to everything in comparison to the others. Two of them were basically silent, they almost looked frightened or dazed. The other two were more active, questioning and demanding, wanting answers before they followed any orders. Alexa wondered why she didn't seem to have either of these reactions. She wasn't outspoken, like Mayeni and Spencer, but she wasn't frightened either. She felt a sense of duty from what A.V. had told her and wanted to proceed with it. Her job would be made clear and she would follow the rules and regulations that came with it. The battlefield in her dream and the personality she seemed to be familiarising herself with made her consider her history. Was she a soldier? That would be why she had so many scars. It would also explain her body shape, though she hadn't seen herself fully, she could see from her legs and forearms that they seemed to be more toned than the others. She was athletic? The tattoo on her hand was a tiger, the one on her face was a dagger and she knew she had more around her neck, though she didn't know what just yet.<br/><br/>The woman zoned back into the conversation, Emilie, the quiet girl had introduced herself. It was a nice name, Alexa thought it suited the blonde. So now she knew 3 of their names. She decided it would be appropriate to tell them her name, mainly because Spencer had asked again for everyone's.<br/><br/>"Alexa." She stated, her husky voice slightly echoing down the corridor. Had she spoken too loud? She had no questions for A.V. and she didn't quite understand Emilie's next statement. How could they get to know eachother? All Alexa knew about herself was her name, blood type and appearance. Oh, and that she may possibly be a soldier, but that wasn't confirmed. She figured that once she saw her room she might learn more about herself.<br/><br/>The sound interrupted her thought process once again. Her head snapped to the direction that the sound came from, her hand instinctively reaching for the side of her leg, as if she was reaching for something.<br/><br/>When A.V. seemed to deactivate, Alexa stepped forward, standing in front of the unit and waving her tattooed hand over it's many cameras. "Unlikely. It was made to guide us on our mission." She replied to Emilies question, crossing her arms. Whoever sent them on their mission would have run test after test to ensure something like this wouldn't happen, surely.<br/><br/>"We should stay as we were instructed to do."