[ Nina can only shake her head; five would have been impressive if she'd succeeded in taking them down. The four who'd come to her were established drüskelle officers and Matthias had been the one waiting for her to lift her hands up and prove that she was what they thought she was before attacking. It didn't matter how many it had taken for them to take her down; they'd succeeded, she'd failed, and as a result they'd almost lost the sun summoner. It's enough to make her feel sick.

So, it had been Arken. She'd thought it might be. It wasn't that her cover had been blown, she thought, but the Conductor was possibly the only person in the world who'd managed to make a profit off of the Fold. She can see the pattern of what must have happened. She hoped he'd died afraid, for trying to take hope from the rest of the world so he could sell it at a mark up.

Nina swallows this back as protesting that she should have done better and she's sorry she failed will do absolutely no good. If he'd felt she'd been inadequate in her response, he would have told her - there was no greater reassurance that she was not going to be held at fault for her failure than what he's already said.
She did not need to belabor the point. She'd been outnumbered and betrayed and it hadn't been anywhere close to a fair fight... but seeing what it could have cost them was horrifying on more than just a personal level. ]

Thank you, sir. [ She forces herself to go on and finish her report. ] They were taking me back to Fjerda, for one of their trials. They had a Squaller and a Fabrikator there too. I didn't recognize them and - they spent much of the time unconscious. There was a storm, and I do not believe they survived the shipwreck.