Sue's eyes snapped up when she was addressed, jarring her from an inner conversation that may have quickly led somewhere very bad.<br/><br/>Fanya was smart, keeping her as a wild card, not "officially" signing her on to a team or unit. She could carry on... fight the battles... kill what needed killing and do it quietly, perfectly. She didn't even really mind that she'd be working closely with the masked man. He was an oddball but he was quiet, he knew the game.<br/><br/>Darion was another story. She didn't know him, trusted him even less than most others. If she had to keep an eye on that NCR prick things wouldn't be as easy, wouldn't be as smooth. She'd have to keep her distance.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>