Ailis sat for a few minutes, going back over the last hour or two in her mind before climbing out.<em> No one'd believe that without proof - so... c'mon, </em>Grisel,<em> tell me you got that on tape...</em>She absently pulled a long coat over her vest and shorts before beginning the retrieval process. So distracted, she doesn't seem to notice the cold else, she also tunes out most voices, unless they belong either to her direct commanders, or The Boss.<br/>When she finally straightens with her prize in hand - so to speak - she takes a deep breath before trotting off to find some pants and a reader that will make sense of the recording. Her pace just short of a run, Ailis radiates a goodly amount of disturbed as she goes.