She nods as she takes the pages, and puts the names with the faces, and takes in the notes on each individual. Once she finishes, she moves on to the map, nodding as The Shadow speaks. Spy work is what she lives for after all, and while this mission has hazards she knows she's never dealt with before, it's still a facet of her forte. She won't be so easily concealed behind a mask, she'll need to summon every skill at stealth at her command, but she's had to sneak through small, cramped, lit underground passages many times without being detected, she hopes she's up for the challenge of a warehouse.

"Does there seem to be any specific head of power here? Or are they all about on the same tier?" Status might have a bearing on the amount of people around them, and also the types of conversation she can try to capture.

Myra notes the dark features and feels a small pit open in her stomach. She's never seen him in such a mood, and it's rather unnerving, though she doesn't betray the feeling as she watches him.