Rhiannon rolls her lovely green eyes and sits back, a gesture of obvious dismissal, and obviously intended to be obvious, "It still feels like you're asking us to do this, to risk our lives against potentially five to one odds or so, for barely more than the cost of ammunition. You must consider that while this is an audition for us, it is also an audition for you, by simple necessity." she finishes with a tilt of her head and pleasant, if mild, smile.<br/><br/>"By simply admitting this fact to us, you have actually undermined your own position. We know you want more out of us, and we know you have the means to pay for it. Either you have to pay us more up front, and I mean more in total, not the basic gesture of good will you just offered us, or you need to dangle the carrot of what the next job will bring, but preferably both."<br/><br/>Rhiannon pauses, just a little to let what she's said sink in, then shrugs apologetically, "I don't know these people, which is something else I'm quite sure you're aware of, but it seems to me that if you don't give them something more to go on, you're going to lose them. And it does strike me that your little test run could be rather time sensitive, what with the potential for the warehouse stock to be moved out and that whole other operation you've allowed us to know about, so I doubt you want to waste time gathering a whole new team...though you could save time by trying to hire a known team..."<br/><br/>She left the last hanging, the unasked question of why try to assemble a new team of 'runners when there are so many established teams out there. Another curiosity, a piece of this puzzle, and one of the few reasons Rhiannon hasn't simply gotten up and walked out yet.