Not Worth It
"You think I should speed up the search?" Namor raised a brow when he heard Agnes' words.
"Yes," The girl said, though she sounded a bit more subdued than usual. "The fact that we haven't found them already, even with the amount of manpower we have available, is concerning. We don't know what they are doing, we don't know how many points they have, and we don't know if they have raided many supply markers already. They aren't stupid. Wo knows what sort of preparations they are making?" She explained her point of view.
"Hm. You're worried they might have something ready for when we find them?" Namor tilted his head slightly, his blank expression unchanging.
"I... Yes." Agnes nearly faltered, but she still spoke her mind.
"Interesting. Do you think that 3 people, one of whom is a half-breed, and another who is a leech. The only person in that group worth a damn is Kris, and he's willingly letting himself be dragged down." He slowly folded his arms.
