Nuala studies her for a moment, and then seems to make a decision - she lifts one hand toward the window in a gesture that isn't strictly necessary for what she's doing so much as a long-held habit. The network is very useful, granted, but she and Alucard have far faster means of exchanging information when the need is there.
"Yes," she says, dropping her hand and, evidently, making the executive decision to drop Anna in the deep end to see how she fares. She's taking a leaf out of Integra's book, in a way; Anna declares herself politically capable and carries herself as familiar with such conflicts, and so Nuala will first take her at her word. If she flounders - politically with RJ as the courts' representative or here in the heat of battle - then it'll be on her own head, and if she doesn't, all the more intriguing and all the better to work with her in the future. Nuala is gentle, but her ways are not coddling - she's too long been both a politician and the daughter of war. "Alucard fights in Brock Marsh - go to him there. He expects you."
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"Yes," she says, dropping her hand and, evidently, making the executive decision to drop Anna in the deep end to see how she fares. She's taking a leaf out of Integra's book, in a way; Anna declares herself politically capable and carries herself as familiar with such conflicts, and so Nuala will first take her at her word. If she flounders - politically with RJ as the courts' representative or here in the heat of battle - then it'll be on her own head, and if she doesn't, all the more intriguing and all the better to work with her in the future. Nuala is gentle, but her ways are not coddling - she's too long been both a politician and the daughter of war. "Alucard fights in Brock Marsh - go to him there. He expects you."