Stepping into the train car, ordering Carnivore to find a suitable place in the storage car to shut down for a bit, Carrie was stunned to see how quickly new faces were popping up. In a minute of weakness, her focus had slipped, and suddenly new characters were on board. Carrie furrowed an eyebrow and addressed the two.<span style="color: #BF40BF">"Hello, people. We're about to leave, so I'll keep this short and sweet - Carelza Magispark, multipurpose caster. Warpiece mechanic and medic."</span>She nodded at Mildred and Daemon in turn, not looking like she was expecting much in terms of response. She was taut with anticipation, the self-disciplined kind of anticipation one would normally see in experienced soldiers. Finding a seat, she immediately set about the task of cleaning her weapon, making sure everything would function should the gun be needed. While she did so, she contemplated Judas' new additions to the team.<span style="color: #BF40BF"><span style="font-style: italic">I'll say, Haas has a tendency to unorthodox personell choices. Either he's overcrewing the assignment to be doubly safe, which probably means this mission is really a top-priority one, or he's expecting a shitload of trouble."</span></span>It wasn't comforting either way. Carrie was more used to fighting alongside squads she had drilled and fought with before. All these people were new to her.