While Bentley's frown was hidden, the creases in his brow weren't. The captain wasn't in critical status, but he could be quickly making his way to it if they didn't hurry. After that story, he severely hoped he still had a mask, at the very least.

"We'll finish up here. You guys get on your way," the sniper said. "Gonna take that Gladsheim bastard in for questioning and see what the hell they were up to."

"Good. Send an update when you've got information," Cambria said with a nod. "Well, no time to lose, then. Lead the way, Evan."