"Got it." Locker door closing, she was ready, not so much looking at Rory as motioning past him and toward the door with a nod of her head. Sakura adjusted her pack, then pulled her hair back up into a messy bun. "Check at the midway point, then an hour after. Stick in twos and make a clean exit."

Calm, despite the fact she could hear her heart pounding in her ears. All this technology was unnerving, even after her time on ship. Yet only if she let it get to her.

"We'll start at the top and work down. Good luck." She flashed Zouichi a smile, then a smaller, more thoughtful one to Howard. In the end, she was talking to him. "Remember we're not moving so much as we're picking out stock for transport." Don't take unnecessary risks, she wanted to say, but they all knew that.

"We get away with anything, we're at a net win. And if anyone gives you trouble? Remember you're meant to be here."

It might not save them in the face of any serious opposition, but it'd do a damn sight better than letting inward feelings of being out of place leak through for others to see.

Nodding one last time to Zouichi, she headed out through the door. Mission's on.

Time to get a move on it.