An assignment's an assignment. Rico as a first-year is familiar with this grunt work, even with his bloodline and name. He squints at Brainiac and Kid Q's shared glance though. So is it or isn't it?

"Alright," he says slowly. "So this will definitely not involve any kind of underhanded dealing. We'll just have new orders, under the table, factoring in the involvement of undercover operatives that have infiltrated the treaty signing, alongside a whole host of last-minute security changes. Gotcha."

He's still not entirely unconvinced they're not planning some kind of takeover. Isn't that how it goes?

Hrm. Despite a faint nagging sensation like he was missing something, Rico shrugs it off. He'll figure it out later. But whatever happens, at least he'll still be on scene to deal with the mess when it all inevitably goes to stomm.

"Our comms are down because of incompetence. Acknowledged." At least that's something he's not surprised by anymore.