The suit whirrs back into ready mode, and Rita actually smiles. Her ammo might be limited - and already on the low side - but as long as the suit itself is functioning... hell, she can do plenty of damage just with her sword, not to mention the punishing edges of the suit itself.

She gives Asadi a reassessing once-over - looks like she's found her new best friend - and then unholsters her sidearm, offering it to the other woman. If she's draining herself just to power the suit, it's probably the least Rita can do. "Here. This might help tide you over for a bit."

Once Asadi's relieved her of the gun, Rita steps into the suit, shifting her weight as it settles around her with a series of hydraulic hisses. God, that is just... so much better. She takes an experimental step or two, making sure everything feels as it should. Whatever weird trick Asadi did with the battery, the suit can't seem to tell the difference. She rolls her shoulders, then stoops to retrieve her sword.

"We should leave the island," she says, shifting back around to face Asadi. "But I'm guessing you're not going anywhere without my doppelgänger."