So far, all that Elisa could say was that it was cold and quiet. Save for the comms chatter, the only noise was the crunch-crunch of her ‘Mechs feet on the ice. A part of her was glad for that much, but she also was aware that there was such a thing as ‘too quiet’, and that bothered her. Right now she had the<em>Knight’s</em>Beagle Probe on, scanning for any signs of hostiles while keeping her eyes on the rest of the team.<br/><br/>Hopefully, the<em>Raven</em>was doing the same. On the other hand, that meant relying on Miyoko, something that she was still reluctant to do.<em>I have no idea why the boss keeps her around</em>, she told herself.<em>Girl’s going to get herself killed one day.</em><br/><br/>Keeping it to herself, she continued the advance, watching the rest of her lance.<em>Maybe, just maybe this will be quiet and nothing will go bad</em>, she told herself, then snorted.<em>And maybe Taurians will be reasonable and Canopians will be chaste</em>.<br/>