Bianca made a few ambiguously affirmative motions regarding the plan that'd been made. So Miss Goody Two-Shoes wanted to be paired with her, hmm? Probably to try to smooth out the wrinkles, or really, wrinkle, singular. She seemed to be the only one who wasn't cooperating, but it was just that Bianca really did not like this girl. Camelia just seemed so good. So straight and narrow. So completely unlike her. If this team thing worked out, Bianca'd hate to she how she reacted to her past. This Camelia wasn't as good as she was on the outside, and she couldn't be as good as she seemed to want herself to be. But Camelia was leader. So she'd just have to stick it out. That of course, didn't mean that some snark wasn't allowed.
Skipping out on the cliche 'it's a plan' conclusion sentence that usually followed these types of things in the movies, Bianca simply started walking back the way they'd came, not-so-accidentally bumping into Teddy and smirking his way in the meanwhile. "You sure about that Cammie? How the hell do you know what's further on if we haven't been further on yet? And none of the buildings ahead look particularly indicative of a barracks. Sure, there are a few different ones, but who's to say they aren't other things? We saw the clinic back there, yeah, but wouldn't it be more logical for the barracks to be close by? To make transferal easier between the two, and if maybe the clinic, which houses the injured who aren't able to escape is attacked, it would be easier to defend." Here she turned around, fixing her gaze on Camelia. "Plus, are you assuming that only a small number got injured in the attack that obviously did a lot to damage the town?" she asked. "Yes, some in the clinic will be too injured to fight, but some may be in good or good enough shape to do so. I think they'd like to visit their friends and make sure they're doing okay too. We might find more fighters there, and if we don't find any in shape to fight, they may have crucial information. We may not have seen the barracks, yet, but I would bet that they're somewhere around the clinic. There was a cross-section nearby, so maybe it was on the side or hidden in the back. But what do I know? You're obviously the smart one here." In truth, her parents had trained her to be extra vigilant and aware of her surroundings. They were assassins and were training her to be one as well. If nothing, the media portrayed the strict yet effective nature of training particularly well. Unfortunately she hadn't had a knack for battle strategy, not much, but otherwise, Bianca was no fool. To the other three in her team, Bianca asked, "So? Are you going to trust me on this one?"