"Well,great. All we need is to come up with some nice story to tell. Sorry, but the journalist thing is too risky and there's plenty of alternatives. I'm a lawyer... got a dancer SIN lying around somewhere too, but that won't help much. Juicer's a security consultant... fits to accompany any high-profile corpse. What do you have Nomad?"
Silk had never wanted to light a cigarette more than she did now, sitting in a bus all day with barely anything to do. Only reason she didn't was because she heard some riggers cared more about their vehicles than most parents cared for their kids these days.
Maybe if Tenzin had joined the crew she could have practiced a new language, or she could've had some fun messing with the mind of a monk that had no knowledge of what the real world was like.
But it looked like he'd chickened out, just like the chromed-out guy. Quite a large setback on their fighting power it seemed, but at least finding a decent cover would be easier without two figures that stood out that much.