It sounded too good to be true when you got right down to it. Even if she was playing the roll of tough punk kid... well... sometimes the struggle just wasn't worth it. Kara was no solider, she frankly wasn't very good at doing what she was told, and the thought of giving up her freedom was cringe-worthy. But the other option... ugh. Better to be a caged bird that got let out to hunt on occasion- even if only for someone's agenda - than one doomed to a tiny cell. From the sounds of it - the cage wasn't going to be a shitty apartment either. And hey, at least it wouldn't be boring.

"No helicopter?" She was rather proud of herself for managing to actually look insulted for a split second. She couldn't just say Yes, after all. Maybe if it had just been her and the General in the room.

Her right hand raised from it's grip on her other arm and the memory stick practically slapped into her palm. "So where do I sign?"