"Well, if the hydraulics are frozen it might be more trouble to work on than it's worth until it warms up," Furiosa murmurs her opinion to Palmer, but trails off when the droid and Harley speak again.

She takes one last look around the outside of the ship and then nods, gesturing for Palmer to enter ahead of her so she can watch his back.

Once inside, she glances around the interior, double-checking for weapons, exits, or hidden dangers, and positions herself in a good spot to watch over both Harley and Palmer. And then, at last, she gives herself a chance to focus on the conversation, blinking at the droid. "...You belong to Dia? I know her. I...haven't seen her in a while, but--"

But she's kind of a friend, at least as far as Furiosa is concerned. "She's headed for the Plaza alone?"

How bad is that, she wonders? Because from what she knows of Dia, she can handle herself, but this weather makes it hard to navigate on foot.