Standing in the makeshift circle as the rest of the team sat to eat. "The father is alive and well." He said in between mouthfuls, "I'll have his personal data forwarded to all of your giests." The shadowy cloud with glowing eyes that made up Saito's giest dispersed in digital wind to mail the data to it's counterparts in his team. "I'm all for snooping over the father to catch a trail, but we'll have to play it somewhat legal. Especially in this warzone, with our merc tags. They'll not go easy on us if we're caught doing something naughty." With that said, Saito's giest begins to pull up transport methods for reaching Zawacka easily and quickly.