Proceeding to simply observe and take mental notes of what was talked about, Traudel's attention remains mainly on the screen. From time to time, a simple nod. Acknowledgement of steps taken, knowledge being presented or expression of something else entirely. Tapping of her own arm had ceased at this point, either distracted or calmer than a few minutes ago.
With one last look at the monitor, she walks over to the heavy security door and enters the holding cell as well. Bright blue eyes wander around a little.
"Depressing."
A single word, so simple and fitting for a multitude of things in that room - or the room itself. Gunter receives her attention first, stopping next to him. Arms behind her back, head slightly turned to the side. "I've listened and watched. What we've been told is correct so far and nothing particularly new yet. There is an interest to ... bargain, Leutnant? To make a deal here?" One brow rises slowly, as Traudel's eyes wander over to where Nina was leaning against one of the walls. Pursing her lips, before clicking her tongue once. "Not that i'd be a pessimist, rather am i known for quite the opposite, but this may be a doomed venture. By all means, proceed after i have adhered to manners." A small sigh follows, before her head turns forward again - matching where she was looking already.
"Hallo Nina. Unusual circumstances for an unusual day, nein? Sooner or later this outcome was destined to take place." Voice, as to be expected from Traudel, more or less cordial as always. An air of graveness stuck to each single word, however. "The stakes are high, a grim day it is for some and for some others a time to celebrate even. Surely you must realize the journey may end here already. How does that make us feel?" No taunting, no gloating - only Traudel's usual conduct. Face difficult to read, there was concern but a certain degree of sternness as well.
