"Agreed. Plus, I've been told the farmers will help us with our tasks, so it's a solid plan. If we see any civilians, we reroute and get them to safety first."

Roland is a little worried about the open fields surrounding the outskirts of the forest, leading into that plain of grass and earth. Void storms are no laughing matter, especially when they're spitting out all sorts of nasty things here and there. He sets this aside for later and focuses on the task at hand, one step at a time, leaning over the map with his fists against the table.

"What happens if the transgates don't work on alien animals?"

Contingency planning comes naturally to him, so such a thought immediately comes to mind without any hesitation. "What's our backup?"