Well. Someone who's hesitant to kill. Time hasn't made clear whether that's foolishness or admirable here, but she very much respects the decision.

"This is Elma," she says quietly, into the comm now -- not exactly integrated, but certainly inside her body, freeing her from worrying about it entirely. "I'm holding position on the roof. I can move to join you, assist in a pincer, or serve as a distraction. What suits you best?"