Marcella
Marcella listened to what Arl said and nodded once he finished, her soft voice drifting down from the second story.
"I don't understand your recalcitrance. The big, big guy?" she held her hand up a couple of feed above her head - Trask.
"And the woman he was with?"
"Employment of and association with mutants is heresy. The authorities will purge your entire company and its whole pay-role, including you three. And the only evidence connecting you to them, is sitting on the databases in your headquarters, and you want to keep it...?"
Marcella allowed a pregnant pause to linger in the air for a moment, before shrugging with visible confusion.
"Sounds stupid, but, okay."