Hackett uncomfortably fidgeted with her rifle's safety as Ashleigh stared at her, she was awkwardly thumbing with the safety out of a lack of patience rather than boredom. As Ashleigh spoke however, Hackett clued in and looked over. From the scientists perspective, Hackett must have looked kind of silly. Her head moved about a lot, and the awkwardly long night vision goggles and large helmet would make her head look lopsided, which it kind of felt like. Her head dipped down every time she looked about, until she could finally rest her helmet against the tree she was leaning awkwardly against, the pack was a good 3 quarters of a foot thick vertically, which mean she wasn't leaning on the tree, just maybe thinking she was. Maybe she was grouchy with Derrick because her back hurt, and she was half expecting them to be inside of a temporary outpost, singing songs and roasting the marshmellows Hackett had jokingly taken along for the simple sake of her sanity, and the hope that mindless infected couldn't screw up a mission too much, just run fast and die quick. Or die a second time, it seemed.<br/><br/>But alas, the scientists words hit home. She didn't really consider it a matter to be discussed, but remained silent as Ashleigh spoke. She disagreed with the survivor idea, it might have been a bit cold to immediately assume this woman was intending to harm them, but Hackett refused to accept appearances as they came along, she focused on the worst possible and never on the optimal, world is good motives of people. She scoffted at Ashleigh's mention of the human element. First mission ever with her team had been a rescue mission of trapped missionaries in Taiwan, who were caught in the middle of a flaring civil war resulting in genocide. She must have seen a few thousand dead bodies along streets and people walking about as if it was nothing, completely normal and justified. That was Hackett's experience with the human element, and to be honest, she didn't want any more.<br/><br/>But Hackett nodded her approval to Ashleigh, sighing and blinking stupidly as she noticed Ashleigh was much, much closer than earlier. Weird she didn't see it, but she did. Just, she didn't really mind. "<strong>Alright, I suppose your right.</strong>" Hackett gritted her teeth, looking around as she nodded her agreement in full with the scientists perspective. Her mission was to protect Ashleigh, and the scientists was... Hackett didn't actually know, but then again that didn't matter. So long as the young scientists intent wasn't to discover the effects the virus would have when injected into angry female sailors, then Hackett was contented to follow along and shoot at things. Childhood dreams were made and broken by the US Navy, Hackett never did get to Captain a ship. "<strong>We'll do this your way, then. Hand out hugs and gentle reassurances that sunshire and milk chocolates still exist.</strong>" Hackett spoke with unhidden sarcasm, but she would follow Ashleigh's desires, sitting up slightly and looking around the tree towards Derrick.