Maria listened to what Artyom had to say without much interjection, as he relayed past trauma's she felt bad for the guy... he was already pretty scarred. When he finished she sighed. "When you've been where I have, and seen what I have, you tend to cut yourself from possible loss. The less I know, the less I care. Of course, that isn't to say that it wouldn't be a terrible tragedy if anyone did get lost, or killed, but if I don't know you personally it makes the blow... well a little less hard. " she started and then took a deep breath. "I'm the one who's here to make sure this goes off without a hitch. I'm to make sure none of you get killed on the way either... not that 'they' care if we come back dead or alive..." she said, 'they' meaning the SGA who had sent them on this suicide mission. having replayed their orders over and over the past few days, she knew enough.<br/><br/>The others would have the luck of only having one time to torment themselves with it. She closed her eyes and reopened them, as she fastened her belt and the plane got ready to finally take off.