"Yeah, uhm, relieving.  Like Sandy says, I'm more of a 'lets you and that other guy fight' sort of gal.  More of an intel asset than a stand-up and kick-ass sort of girl.  Which...uhm...I kind of get the impression that Dad wishes I was a boy sometimes.  Y'know?  Like Herakles or Perseus or Hector..."<br/><br/>She sighs softly.<br/><br/>"Problem.  If we go sneaking about now, then maybe something might follow us back to our base camp and strike when we're not ready.  I mean, whoever or whatever is behind all this has to know we're gonna notice and send someone to investigate, right?"