The sudden shot echoed awfully loud in the confines of the cell, causing Traudel to flinch for a split second. Instinctively she looks down on herself - no entry wound. Eyes dart over to the prisoner who subsequently slumps down. Pursing her lips as the rash action is properly understood and processed. Nina looking at her is what gets Traudel out of the moment of disbelief, bringing her back to the here and now. A nod towards the Corsair follows, current direction seemed to be the right one. Almost nervously the pilot checks her wrist, quick glance at a chronometer, before taking a measured and deep breath. Most likely faking confidence, instead of actually having it right now, Traudel addresses Stahl again. Aiming to seem at least more unfazed than the guards who brought the additional prisoners. "And all of a sudden there is compliance. Who would have thought? Whatever answer we get to your questions, sir, we should double-check them by asking the same ones a second time after..." Traudel did not say it directly, but heavily hinted at executing yet another prisoner by simply nodding towards the already dead one in the room. For those that knew her at least a little bit this course of action was rather out of character.
