Elisa listened to the update, not entirely sure if she liked what she was hearing. The Lyrans moving up the timetable was the sort of thing they should have been informed about in advance, especially as it could directly affect them. Now, rather then being unawares the Kuritans would likely be on alert and ready for the worst, which meant that the odds of there being a nasty surprise hidden in the hanger went up, as well as the likelihood of it being even nastier. And all that was before she considered the possibilities that the Lyrans might launch their own attack on the airbase or some other mix-up occurred.<br/><br/>But, however, the unit had their orders, and their commander had made a judgment call. And even if she didn’t agree with it, Elisa was still going to fulfil those orders to the best of her abilities. Besides, she knew first-hand what happened when a merc unit didn’t get the result that the employer wanted or when things changed unexpectedly; the Mercs always wound up getting the worst of it.<br/><br/>Keeping her thoughts to herself, Elisa instead watched the<em>Knight’s</em>sensor displays carefully, looking for any sign whatsoever of anything out of place.<em>Maybe I’m assuming the worst,</em>she told herself.<em>Maybe, just maybe, this will all work out well.</em><br/>