Belle whistled low. "Sounds like you've given this some thought."
"I've given this extensive thought." Misato set the tablet on the nearest surface and pulled up a holographic display of what looked like a forest terrain map. "Tomorrow we'll run simulations against their likely combat patterns. Tonight, we establish our own formation protocols and practice until everyone can execute them without thinking."
"And the part where we have to actually coordinate with Blair's team?" I asked. "When does that happen?"
"I'll handle Blair." Something complicated moved across Misato's face, there and gone so fast I almost missed it. "We have... history. She'll cooperate because losing is the one thing she can't tolerate, and if we go into that gate fighting each other instead of the monsters, we will lose."
