She bobs her head in a quick nod and departs. Mako hisses out a quiet breath she hadn't realized she was holding. The logic of this arrangement appears to be just as fluid as the setting is.

"Do we just play along?" She looks at the rows upon rows of multicolored buttons. At least in the last setting she'd been infused with some sort of basic forensics knowledge. She has no idea where to start here. These consoles are nothing like the intuitive controls of a jaeger.