"Anything.” After he had been taken by the Trikru, Octavia had run after him and even taken one of the members hostage, wanting his life exchanged for Lincoln's. She had bravely done so when any of them could have killed her. Her loyalties may have been blended, but she knew who she would protect, who she cared for most, and who she’d fight to die for.
Anya smirked and a small chuckle came from her, very uncharacteristic.
“Well good. Because the day is not done, and I do not know the state we might find him.” She said with a frown as they were nearing the carpark.
“Into hell we go.” She said more under her breath for herself than to Octavia.
“I hope you can hold your own Skai Kru.” She said as she yanked the door to the pits open.