"She's dumb about the Barrel - I haven't had to step in yet or anything, but it's only a matter of time until she gets herself in trouble, so."

"The target's a ship, so we need something with a lot of fire. Let her know that if the results impress us, she could be looking at steadier, less dirty work."

"On it."

"What's our timeline like?"

"Within the week."

"I'll be quick on convincing her, then. We giving her supplies or anything?"

"Nothing traceable."

"I'll see what I can manage - guessing I should be discreet about this?"

"If possible."

"I'll do my best, boss."

"I trust you will."

Grin! "Can't let you down, then."

"There's a good boy."

He trips.

Kaz laughs.

"Watch yourself."

He recovers his footing. "So, uh, what?"

"Find the bomber. Get the fire. Don't let anyone catch you."

"Will do, then."

"Good."

Off their separate ways, then? 

Division of responsibilities and all that.

He'll catch up to her later, then. 

If he can keep his feet.

Kaz's the only one who's swept him off them so far. 

See that he keeps it that way.

"Might be a tall order..."