Love gives a reassuring, "We're all bad-flanks here. I already feel more comfortable with your bad-flank protecting the Thunderbird and ready to grab us in a pinch." Love gives a small smile. "I'll leave the base and you some familiar robots." LoveHolo!

She says to Steel, "Yes, Comrade." Love gets up to leave then hesitates. Love tries to get some basic outline to how lightly they need to travel for their disguise. Love will walk with Longshot while sticking a little closer to Star. They might be separated for nearly a week. A stark change to the last three months.