It seemed strange to Mary that Haas had become so suspicious of her. Still, she had nothing to hide. Judas may not have known about her powered arm, but it was hardly a state secret. It was simply an eyesore that made her stick out from other normal soldiers, which was a bad thing, as a scout.<br/><br/>"Of ... course, sir," she complied, and would go with the man as he directed to confirm her orders. There, one hopes, her directive would be confirmed, and the senior caster's unease would be settled, if only for the moment.<br/><br/>That done, Mary would pile in with the rest of the sub-caster crew, though she preferred not to take a seat. Instead, she would stay mobile, so she could keep alert and apprised of their surroundings as the train moved. She never really trusted these trains. There was too much open, unguarded track that could easily be sabotaged, imperiling their entire company. Stalwart suspected that the only reason it hadn't been blown up already was that their enemies wished to use the train themselves, should they manage to wrest its control away from Steelshire.<br/><br/>She would flash a subtle smile to Carrie before proceeding on her rounds, unless the Specialist wanted to tell her anything first.