[Barbara wouldn't usually be so open about her skills, her experience, but it makes little difference here. People know she's exceptional in some way, as they all are, simply by virtue of being drafted. There's no sense hiding it here, when all of them are meant to be comrades in arms.

So when she speaks, it's with the cool, calculated tone of Oracle, the quiet authority of a seasoned general.]

I'm guided my fair share of soldiers, and the scales have been high before, but this is beyond my scope. I'm used to knowing more about my enemies and battlefields. [knowing, in fact, everything there is to know]

I don't think we would have been drafted at all if this were a completely lost cause, but I think the Initative might be putting faith before sense. [That, at least, she's accustomed to.] We need more numbers, more organisation, and more intel.

[A wry, grim smile.] Unfortunately, it doesn't look like we have time for that.