She's noticed how the relationships have changed. Once she was merely part of the core. Their strongest at finding and taking out targets from a distance. It was what made her a useful member at their core. And now, well she related easier to others, empathized read people the way Gale analyzed data. If he were to say that they complimented each other, she would have agreed, their skill sets since Atma and the new laws were very complimentary.

She glances back over her shoulder, eyes scanning those cliffs. She can spot whispers of their comrades if she squints. Not them specifically, but the telltale signs that something up along that ridge is not purely nature. Or maybe it was just her familiarity with how Gale developed tactical deployments, sometimes she wasn't sure, but she knew they were there watching through their own scopes and she let her lips turn upward just a moment before turning back to face the slow rolling ocean.

"They'll be thinking along the same lines." It makes sense that they would try to use their lack of information against them. They've lived in such a small world for so long that they're bound to have different ideas of what things are worth than those from the outside. "Food should be a priority if they seem reasonable." It was something Gale was likely already considering, but it didn't hurt to remind him that the tribe was ever hungry and what was left of the natural wildlife would only last so long.