[ Oh, but he does so know how to speak to her. It may not be her usual sort of cause, but the way he frames it almost as a challenge is enough to immediately have her blood pumping with adrenaline. And he's right—if they were to succeed, the stories would make Moze turn the proverbial green of envy, knowing not into where they sneaked, but that they were able to do so.

She hums in thought, a low sound meant for his sharp ears alone. ]

Of course, one can assume the high-ranked players of the game have more knowledge than we do, in this moment. It might also make for good intelligence.

[ Anyone else, if they were to overhear, might think that she, an arbiter-general and therefore surely a woman of wisdom, is considering the logistic benefits of his plan... but there's no doubt that Jiaoqiu himself knows her too well to be fooled by the detached, thoughtful tone in her voice and the way it barely conceals the brash eagerness to leap headfirst into a challenge. ]

Alright, we do this together. What plans have you made so far, doctor?