Neymi was silent as she navigated the facility, relying on her own instincts and her teammates for her protection, not bothering to move from shadow to shadow like Ianthe. She was aware of the conversations behind her back, though she did not comment on them. Even with her superb hearing, her perked up ears couldn't quite make out what Ianthe was whispering in her comm, but Neymi easily traced that the intended recipient for her message was Toi. Ianthe wasn't the only one talking to Toi, and Neymi pondered about the meaning and content of the repeated messages back and forth between their doctor and the military android nicked 'cypher'. Frankly, it was making Neymi a little ill at ease, but Toi wouldn't turn on her, right?<br/><br/>Biting on her lower lip, Neymi tried not to dwell how uncertain she was growing about her friend allegiance, and instead turned her attention back to map, making sure to send constant updates to Darion's cybereye so he at least went the right way, often adding helpful clues, but that didn't stop the idiot blundering past the maintenance access to weapon R&D. Calling Darion back before he got into trouble, Neymi turned her attention to the maglocked access point.<span style="color: Blue"> "Yeah, I can open this, just got to give myself clearance, will only take a zecond, zince I already have admin-ztatus in the zecurity zyztem."</span>Working her C1-computer's system, Neymi cast Ianthe a glance.<span style="color: Blue">"Feels like the psionic zuppression field is working here, or mostly at least."</span><br/><br/>While the system processed her request and opened the access point for her, Neymi pressed with her mind against the barrier, trying to shake it off.<br/><br/><b>[Psionic test: Roll 9 + skill 12 = 21]</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>