"More reason to wait," the witch grumbled, but relented. "I suppose that would hardly save any time, and would only introduce more confusion to the plan." Xalia was unused to working with so many people- and even more unused to being more of a fringe ally than anything. When she had rebelled against the Solarians herself, in her years just after her escape, her attacks had usually only consisted of herself, and perhaps a small group of others. And she had been a leader, in those days. She had experience with the importance of maintaining plans, but in her day, things were smaller, and thus more flexible- and besides, patience had never been her strong suit.