He's taking this remarkably well, in Ayatan's opinion. When they'd first realized Ballas could turn up at any moment, it had taken weeks for Umbra to let them anywhere near the Nexus, and they hadn't been much inclined to argue. Antiviolence field or no, the armor is their compromise, just in case. They're hardly helpless, but they are a child, and an adult Orokin with the kind of track record Ballas has... well. Safer is always better.

They nod, meeting Rolan's eyes. "You're welcome. For what it's worth, I hope whoever he is, he never finds you."