Rebel turned her attention to Rex and the Jedi wondering how they were responding. "I know I have been in the medical bay for some time now," she spoke as the words popped into her head. "but just because of that, doesn't mean that y'all are gonna give me easy missions and baby me, right?" She sounded sure of herself, but wanted to confirm with us first. I thought especially at the start we would go easier on her, us included, but I knew she wouldn't agree. She looked at each of us, waiting for the answer she wanted but concerned about the answer she'd get. Her eyes fell on me, knowing I'd be the one to give her the most resistance, I bit my lip trying to hold back from reprimanding her. "Well-" Rex, thankfully, spoke first with a polite tone. "Oh come on!" She protested, wishing she'd get her way. "Please." she begged us, trying to sound less whiny. I looked to Rex, understanding he was in charge and was typically stubborn. "Fine." he relaxed, walking towards the door following the General. I tried to whisper to him in defiance but the alarms blared over my thoughts.