It should be. But then again, someone's playing with a loaded deck.

The camera feed's already shut down, all it takes is a quick adjustment to the security timers before she disconnects entirely. Two bodies, one exit, and one failsafe: seems like a good enough setup to her.

"I don't really have anything to say to you, Felix." There's a heavily accented emphasis on his name when she reappears through a flicker of digital code, chin in her hand where she's braced against the railing of the catwalk, hand tucked behind its edge curled casually around her SMG. "All I need to do is keep you busy for a little while."

Until his friends get tired, that is.