The Shroud looks between Yume and Sarah, those blank eye holes of the mask still unsettling. "You don't get to pick who's on your squad, but you've got their back and they've got yours or everyone is dead. That's how it's going to be." Not delivered as a threat at all, but a firm statement of fact, and one she's clearly experienced before. "Weird, fateful events brought this to me..." She touches the end of the shroud again. "And more of them brought me to all of you." A gloved hand gestures to encompass everyone. "So whatever this threat is, we're all stuck in together until it's dealt with." She's speaking line an officer of some sort, that's for sure.