"I could hide us? Or we could try communication by mind a bit, though might not be the best idea at the moment.

Or we could wait till we find a place you like, I guess, there's not really a hurry."

(Though that sounds like quite a thing to see, even if she has no idea what kind of thing.)

"Pods more than one hundred meters from their designated YoRHa operative will deactivate."

"It'd be loud and leave a pretty obvious mark."

"I mean is there - some other type that - does? Can?

YoRHa?"

"I can hide sound. Probably do something about a mark too."

"No. YoRHa is the organization to which we belong."

"By mark I meant more like exploded trees."

"I mean, I could probably figure out how to hide that if I had to, but if someone happens to come by and sees an exploded tree, they're going to think 'Beasts' not 'metal people from another world who have superweapons and want to free mages'."

"Weeeellll... What do you think, 2B?"

"Okay then! You, uh, might want to back up a bit."

"Lemme know what area I'm hiding."

"Twenty-five meter radius around that tree." She points.

Sound muffling and obscuring and readiness to teleport if anything 

2B's Pod turns to face it, and a small tube extends from its bottom. Then suddenly, it flashes out rapid fire with a series of loud staccato bangs. A horizontal line across the middle of the tree is vaporized and the top half begins to tip over. A port opens in the middle of the Pod and a searingly bright beam lances out, cutting vertically up the section of tree that's still rooted. The trunk cracks in half and begins burning. A group of micromissiles jets out of the top of the Pod, impacting the top of the tree and exploding as it hits the ground.

Well that's kind of incredible. "Damn."

She's probably about as made-an-impression-on, if less with the brightness. (And yeah anyone who saw this from farther away is going to think it's a Beast and go in the opposite direction).

"How - many times can it do that. How fast does it - reload?"

"It's got an internal nanofactory. After a while we'd have to plunk it down on some raw material, but that's a ways off."

"An internal -? 

And - how fast?"

"It can make bullets as fast as it shoots them."

"Spirits"

Then, because she was fore-citizen,

"When we make the - base. Or stop for long enough. We should test it on - shields, wards."

"Oh yeah that's a good plan. I think I could hold a shield a bit." (She's still kind of enthralled.)

"Good idea."

When she's a bit done with just being ! over the whole thing, she heads over to see if there's anything she needs to hide.

The tree is pretty much exploded and also on fire in several spots.