"We are going to try to avoid fighting our way out if at all possible." Angelika appeared late, but with a few vital last minute touches. "We are bringing in supplies, hope and a message but if we start a riot too early then it's of no use to anyone we hope to rescue or to aid in the attack." She secured a pin to Harlock's collar, adjusting it and then bowed. "Inquisitor, the strong-silent type. A grunt of disapproval now and then may do." A chain and a symbol of the divine were handed over to Madeline. "Sister, here's your badge of office." And then she swept onto Noctis and pinned another badge to his collar. "Junior Inquisitor. Follow our Glorious Leader's lead? Or maybe just work on saying 'For the Divine!'"

She took a step back and then pulled on her own black wig, transforming from a young woman into a very young man as she adjusted her stance. It wasn't impossible to notice little tells if you looked but...most people didn't look for girls wearing Inquisitorial uniforms. "I won't tell you not to fight if you don't have to, but if we do, we've failed the mission to an extent. Just, keep that in mind, please."