If there was one thing the psychic were to be complemented on if not her powers, it was her ability to utilize her underlings to do their work properly and efficiently -- whether they did so out of fear or pride of their leader was another question entirely. She knew her men, forward and back, deciding just who to send where and on which mission they would work best at.
Rarely, so very rarely, had she ever had a recruit walked to her and ask to go on a particular mission. One in particular that required her talents personally.
Needless to say, she was curious at to what he was able to do. Considering it was a two man mission, she wouldn't mind disposing of him either if he was seen to be weak.
"Skye," she called. Her voice was smooth as silk as her attention focused onto their surroundings. She'd long briefed them on their mission. Extract some particularly sensitive information and erase all evidence soon after. He, well, he would simply ensure she was protected as she "extracted" the information necessary.