The Operative's gesture, holding her right leg tightly, had indicated her that the whole situation could turn out quite ugly. In an observing position, she had watched the two men full-blow colliding with each other, trying to stay out of it for the time being. They should handle it between each other, she couldn't have done much anyways. Now and then, it would take her some restrain not to interfere, especially when Red talked about him being replacable and such nonsense. The path this conversation was about to follow however made her blood pressure rise up and her fast beating heart pound against her chest, very well hearable for Bassam.
The situation had derailed enough already - though honestly Elena hadn't expected anything different considering the men she was with. Even though her initial plan hadn't worked out to its full degree, after all Hussaini had insisted on a tidal wave of advertising words rather than on facts, but at least she had been able to gather some information. Like the possible infection of the literal mogul before her. However right now, she didn't find that interesting, rather minatory.
All of a sudden, she hectically stood up, not because of Hussaini ordering her to, but because without forewarning she heard something disturbing the brief silence that had appeared beforehand. And it awfully well reminded her of a noise she really was not fond of hearing right now. The sound of a rifle, presumably energy based, charging its energy, she analyzed quickly. She frantically gazed around the scenery in a matter of a few seconds, hoping to see something like a red dot in the darkness that would indicate the location of who was likely to be an assassin. Not waiting for what Red would do, she took a few steps back, turning her body around randomly and desperately searching for the rifleman who had to hide somewhere in the biodome. "Oh fu.ck..." was the only thing she mumbled.
