Ah, and here is where more than John himself began to matter.

"What you've already done," she noted mildly, and the edge of sarcasm to her tone was enough to convey her whole opinion on the placement, "We need a fortified location in the city. I know you haven't been here for particularly long, be believe me when I say we're fighting a war on at least three fronts- and the Ohm are the only one that has any problem coming right up to our doorstep."

With that, John's Omnicom chimed cheerfully, displaying a helpful list of everything he could possibly want to fortify and stockpile a useful weapons cache of modest size, for the team, "I've given you clearance to security-level access to weapons and possessions. Try doing this discreetly, if you can."

He'd better.