Arc seemed to sport a blank expression for a bit as she mulled over what Yelena was about to do, thinking hard and fast as befit the situation. Finally, the rigger closed her eyes and mentally reworked her flying drones, rebooting once more before following along with Yelena's plan. "We'll needa kip hella quick after. We'll be ready..." as the elf turned to leavr, Arc shot out, her left hand grasping the woman's arm gently.
"Don't miss."
After she lefr, Arc shut the door, able to monitor and adjust the drones without much mental capacity as she turned her attention to the mildly dazed mage before her. "Easy, omae. Lasht time I shaw a mojoman look like thar, Merlin about fell on me. Here" Offering support, she guided him to a seat. "Resht up...cuz I don't shpeak native, sho I need yall in the next shtep...aye.." she held her head, stepping g back as she steadied herself. It's been a long half day...