She's somewhat glad the goggles and mask hide her frown. Psh! "Simple enough," Yuume answers with a curt nod. The woman keeps up easily with a jog, and does not return to the shadows unless necessary. If Asajj is handling the engine room, then she'll simply need to cut off communications.

The blade, oddly, is sheathed- Yuume herself already half melted into the floor as shadow. "Understood- I'll see you there then." It's a strange thing for her as well- her work at home is a solo operation, and only in recent years has included the presence of someone chattering over a radio with advice that is only barely listened to. Such is the consequence of being the teacher to the on-radio apprentice.

But this- this will be easy. These people were already inexperienced with regard to intruders on board, they won't be expecting someone to literally come out from the shadows and pull the plugs on their alarms and radios. Let alone smack a few with the flat of a blade to keep them quiet.

It takes a bit, but no signals should be sent out- and she'll be zipping to the top for the rendevous.