"In for a penny, in for a pound."  Quinta mutters as she steps onto the bridge after Fiera.  "Not so far ahead, boss.  No way I'm letting you get caught alone with that bitch."  She glanced around the crater.  "Now where the hell is Tak?  Alfonse, I think you should bring up the rear.  If things go pear-shaped you have the best chance of getting clear and telling the garrison what happened to us."