Harley places her bat behind her back, both hands on an end, as she walks along with the others. While she can understand why everyone is so quiet right now -- it is sort of driving her up a wall. She is used to chattering with people during a mission. (And really, driving them up a wall, with her chattering).

But people are stressed right now, so she doesn't trust anyone enough to push her boundaries. She really doesn't need them to attack her, just because most everyone is ornery about facing the Fallen.

Blowing a bubble, she slides up beside Matt. Someone she knows. Someone that she figures won't get too upset at her, if she needs to chatter a little.

"There are scorch marks on the buildings. Maybe these Fallen got a hold of some fire power." Her tone is bubbly and friendly, but still low enough. After all, she doesn't need to speak too loudly around Matt. "And some strange marks on the building that has Blaze pausing for a second look."

"Our scouts have a nice wide arc ahead of us on the bikes. Not sure what they saw to give that order..."