[Fleeting emotions flicker across Tayrey's face. Surprise. Hurt. She'd been well and truly fooled, hadn't she? She'd put sentiment before logic, reaching out to Ava, and it turned out all this was deliberate.

There is no time for hurt feelings. Not over her own mistakes. Her mouth pressed in a thin line, she looks back at Ava.]

Distraction you'll need to look elsewhere for. I'm not putting myself at risk. [She didn't volunteer for any of this and she sure isn't going to try to invite ill-treatment to draw attention away from Ava.]

Discretion, I'll give you. [Deserved or not.] I can also tell you approximate numbers of on-duty guards and their response times from various border points, along with routine patrol routes. [All her little pokes at the system had been very calculated.]