Eyes forward through the exchange, there was only one thing Arc had did during the elf's tirade as she held onto her. A quick squeeze of the arm as encouragement, relaying that the rigger was behind her one hundred percent. As she prepared for a stopping point, she checked the vehicle's status....and it wasn't nearly the best. She was sure the alignment was fragged, the shocks were weakened, no less than two engine leaks, and it wouldn't surprise her if the gas tank was cracked to boot. Cracking a small, wry smirk, Arc came to a slow, listing halt before unceremoniously unplugging herself from the van.
"Aye. I've had enough of this rat'sh drek. Leshgo."
As they departed, Arc brought up the rear, pulling her coat about her before taking one last look at Nicolai. Even through her cybernetic eyes, the look of defiant passion was clear, conveying how she would defend her blood sister...how she was to expect never to see them UCAS side again. With that, she stepped out onto the snow, pulling her hood over her head to fight off the biting chill before gathering her stuff about her, making sure it was all compact and on her.
Making a circle with her friends, she looked up at each of them with a sigh. "Aight...now what?"