Piotr's eyes sharpen, lightening. The mutant has talked himself into a corner, and while Piotr wasn't inclined to give Miles much credit at all, he can, at least, tell Olivia that Miles agreed to this. Asked for it, even. And if he's actually as good as he says -- if he's worth his weight in salt -- well, that'd be something to see.

"Then you will." It's an order, not a mere confirmation. "Captain Vorbataille and Captain Vorinnis are organizing reconnaissance. We need scouting teams inside the base, once we've surveyed their security."