To his statement, Rui smiles in commiseration. Anything was better than the last mission. All the wasted hours listening to words that amounted to exactly nothing in the long run. She wasn't built to deal with platitudes and politics. A fact that she was fairly certain the mission desk was aware of.

"Maybe we'll get lucky." One could only hope that they would. It would go a lkng way kn satisfying her own desire to move if it entailed some amount of fighting. Still even if it didn't there was a chance she could help with his desire for a fight if in a small sense. Assuming he wasn't opposed to a spar in the interim.

"I'm sure you could work out some of your need for a fight when we get back." Not the same as the real thing but spars could be relaxing in their own way.