Trowa was about to move when Freyja’s question made him stop. The Nepleslian glanced over his shoulder at the shuttle pilot and said sarcastically, “No this is the way to the bathroom.” He looked over the barricade again, searching for any movement. He suddenly regretted his sarcastic comment. Though it seemed like a long time in reality it wasn’t that long ago that he was the new and inexperienced member. And like him, Freyja wasn’t an infantry man, she was a pilot; although, he was beginning feeling a lot more comfortable with this whole infantry thing. “Yes, I believed it is Freyja-Hei; though the NMX didn’t put up any signs to follow.”
Trowa was set to move again when another question, this time from Emiko stopped him. Kyoka wanted some back up. Trowa didn’t want to send Saki. He had come to trust and rely on her skill to much. He knew she had his back in a firefight. Freyja? No, Trowa would rather keep her close so he could keep an eye on her. “Murasaki-Hei, you head up and support Tsubei-Heisho. Arai-Hei, Freyja-Hei and I will keep moving forward.”