[Elena was certainly not one to look a gift horse in the mouth when given additional support during a mission. And a mission this was, considering how the children's complaints and whimpers and questions would rise and fall based on whatever was seen, hurt, passed, or tickled their fancy. Its just...there wasn't a mouth to look at.

Giving the other woman - which she had to assumed based on her figure - a little smile, she did her best to point up to her head while her hand remained captured by one of the children.]

Neat helmet. Might be scaring the smaller ones, though. Do you want me to wait and crowd them together so you can take it off?