"Besides logistics? We don't know what they're waiting for, or what's stopping them." She says as she turns away from the table to look directly at Cobra. "Their agents invade the bodies of humans, just like you or I. They can puppet your body, and you'll forever be along for the ride. Your only fate is to serve as an infiltrator for the Nomads." She continues, then looks around the room, as if chasing a thought. "They're waiting for critical mass. Critical mass, to have enough agents in our ranks, and for a direct route to our worlds. If they could come straight from the Omicrons to Alaska, they're one more jump away from New York." She looks back at Cobra, realizing she gave away a bit more about Alaska than she had intended to, but it was too late now.
She starts to move away from the head of the Xeno Alliance, rubbing her hands together, the first real sign of anxiety she's shown yet. "I know you, but I don't know you. I don't know what you truly want. Do you want whats best for Liberty? Or just for your people?" She glances over at the man as she slowly paces the room. "I'm beginning to believe what we feel is best for Liberty are not as similar as I hoped, and I don't blame you for that." Her tongue pushes in her cheek as she thinks to herself for a moment. "Liberty is still developing technology against this threat. But we need time. Time this gate would not give us." She stops, looking up at Cobra yet again. "I am investigating both those officials, and their benefactors. And I will keep you updated to what I find, and on any relevant information on the gate."
She crosses her arms, then turns to the table to collect her helmet. "I did not intend to ask for any favors, for your allegiance, or for you to serve as a lackie in my schemes. I wanted you to know what was out there, Cobra. And hopefully when the time comes, I can convince you to help me save Liberty."
