Her hot blooded rage now cooled, the Zeltron is sceptical of the plan her new allies have formulated. Especially the part where she has to act the part of an unlucky individual being brought in for Imperial questioning.
Rebel; "Don't worry, all Bucketheads sound similar through the helmet radio. Even her squadmates won't be able to tell the difference. They'll be too busy focusing their leader's exotic looking 'prisoner'. Speaking of which, we best get going before they notice her extended absence."
Zeltron; "Very well", she sighs. "At least this way I'll get to kill more Imps..."