[She rolls her eyes to the high heavens.]

I just wanted your stuff. I have connections, y’know. [New friends. That whole ordeal.

[Still, she is mildly (and pleasantly) surprised to hear Hero's got allies of his own. With a small sigh, Aubrey props the bat against the not-interrogation table, and pulls up the nearest chair. Rickety old thing. The furnishing conditions are pretty convincingly garbage; not a surprise, really.]

But I guess we could use some backup. Who’s got your back?